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ugh, sick again

Update: Though this wasn't meant to be a sympathy post, it turned out to be one, and friends just showed up at my door with soup, sprite, nyquil and some books to read. Thanks Billy and Tara!

I have been awake only 6 of the last 24 hours. I am once again sick, definitely have the flu which is pretty miserable. I just hope I get better by the time my friends come on Saturday. I'm actually feeling a bit better right now, and I think my fever finally broke. I'm hoping since it came on ridiculously fast that it will also choose to leave my system fast, but who knows.

I'm working through reading the first section of the new McLaren book, but can't do so when my eyes are watering. I think it will be movies and tv for me for the rest of the day so that I can actually sleep tonight. It is really hard being sick and living alone. I don't have any chicken soup on hand and really don't think I should be driving in the state I'm in as I have to rest after walking from my chair to my kitchen and back. That is no fun. It definitely makes me want the comforts of home. I think this is the one part I hate about living alone.
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