jabber_moose

On Friday, after work, Erica picked me up to have a last hoorah at ole Harmony. I felt a bit worn out, but sometimes i get that after work. I wasn't in a talkative mood, really.

Yada yada, had lunch, went back to my house, almost dozed off on the couch.

Went to pick Alex up for a movie, slept the entire car ride. I only sleep like that if i'm feeling rather rum/ already sick. Unfortunately, i had Erica drop me home, because i was not staying up for anything.

Home around 5:40? A little computer time, then slept the rest of the night.

Saturday morning, something had to be wrong. I slept through my first alarm (to take my meds), and woke up at 6:22am. Not late, but late for me since i couldn't get out of bed. Went to my parents room, feeling sick as a dog (must ponder that statement again), and called in sick to work.

Which meant calling in sick to Last Hope (More guilt there)

Yada yada, stayed home, rested. Mom was pretty stressed out about alot of things, so i told her when Bubbie (my grandmother) came over, i'd have her focus on me.

Gotta love Jewish grandmothers.

So at one point i fell asleep on the couch, woke up burning with a fever. I rarely get fevers, and they're never really 'hot'. So that was that, and the fever persists.