I am a sick wittle bunny.. *sniffle*
Mood:  hug me
Saturday night, I spend time with my friend Ashley for the most part of the day, go home and head to kohls to make sure what time I work on sunday. Sunday morning, I wake up with a sore throat and slightly throbbing headache. I go to work, get about a dozen "Oh, my, Sadie you're so pale... are you ok?" And two (jokingly of course) "You can only go home if you pass out." Needless to say, as my voice came and went during the entirety of the evening from a hoarse whisper to a low, painful croak, I managed to survive the evening.

Monday morning, I wake up feeling utterly, terribly miserable. Dad has me take my temperature; 100.2. He then has me call the doctor to make an appointment since there is alot of strep throat and other viruses going around lately. He calls Kohl's and tells them that I will not be in for work that day, that I will be going to the doctor instead, so I made sure to get a nice doctors note. They take a throat culture to analyse what I might have, and to see if it would be ok to perscribe antibiotics. Anywho, by the time I get to the doctor (called at 11am, appointment at 4pm) my fever raised to 100.6. So I spent the day bumming, drinking lots of tea and having lots of soup.

Tuesday morning, not so bad, but still felt awful. More of a pounding headache, congested nose/head, and sore stomach from coughing so much awful then a "Omg, I'm really sick, put me out of my misery!" Called in sick for work again, since I still had a moderate fever, and the doctors note covered both days. Had nothing but soup and tea again. Fun times.

It's now 11pm, (tuesday) and I am heading to bed. I get to sleep and look forward to going to school tomorrow, still sick but I have no choice otherwise.

<3 to the masses! (Void for certain people.)

Yes! To those of you who pay extra close attention to what I do, this and my DevArt journal are -exactly- the same. Sue me, >.<. Anyway, one thing to gain from being sick is my doggy is sleeping with me. She's a lonely little puppy, especially since the cat now gets more of everyone's affections.

Oh, and derrick, I got a little devious and let the cat sniff my Vicks. Funniest reaction I've ever seen thusfar from him. Although it was very cruel, very. *smiles sweetly*