(sick)

Today I am operating at about 80% capacity, which is astounding in comparison to the 10% I was at yesterday, for yesterday I was SICK

Riding a white-knuckle night of fever dreams, punctuated by waking up in sweats every hour on the hour.

SICK

Donning clothes amounting to a two part endeavor with a much-needed nap in between.

SICK

Shivering uncontrollably even when buried in enough blankets to smother a polar bear.

SICK

Fighting for the retention of every last calorie, lest it shoot out like a geyser from either end.

SICK

Crossing just slightly into Too Much Information territory in one's blog.

SICK