Chills.
Fever-chills that rebound around and around like stupid ripples in a puddle whenever I move.
My throat is so painful, I think I can breathe fire.
Even with four ibuprofen tablets coursing through my veins, my skin is hot, hot, hot to the touch.
I would like to die now, please.
Well, not really, but it does sound less miserable.
Penicillin, you had BETTER kick in tomorrow like the doctor promised!
2 comments:
That sounds awful! I hope you feel better soon!
Excederine!!! It's the only thing I've found that takes the sore throat away!
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