thepnutgallery | And Then I Got Sick (Reply)

Got up, did some household chores, including laundry, which I'd been neglecting to do. I swear, if it wasn't for socks and underwear, I'd just never wash anything. Texted around to see who wanted to come with to Elizabeth's birthday brunch at Betty's, but then almost missed it myself. Sore throat, cough, congestion, & fatigue. Matt had taken me up on going, and called me from Betty's, which got me out of bed. The brunch was a lot of fun, really. I opted against having brunch, though maybe the alcohol would have killed whatever's infected me. One of the girls there has a background in insurance, so I thought maybe Office Team could use her at the place I'm working. Elizabeth and I swapped stories about being overeducated and underemployed, and Matt would. not. stop. talking about his scatological needs.

I gave him a ride home - I think, if we were less sick, we would've fucked. Instead, I headed down to the Horton Gym and sat in the sauna for a long time. Hit the store for some things I'd forgotten the day before, but mostly for cold medicine. I slept and sweated when I got home, and after I took my dayquil, thought for sure that I was well enough to go out to Bear Night. A quick discussion with FHA made me realize that, even if I'm willing to trudge through the night, it's not really fair of me to risk the health of everyone else there.

Made soup, slept, sweated so much I had to put down a towel, and then soaked through that.