102.4 fever and shivering like a tiny scared chihuahua. I am immensely tired and I haven’t done anything all day really. Walking feels like running, and I honestly am typing with just my index finger. Why write a blog? You might be asking. I say, because I refuse to let this sickness mess up my daily regime too much. Yeah, it sounds very defiant but I don’t really know how to be sick.
When I was a Junior in high school, I got strep throat. I was sent home for five days, and was advised to stay in bed. Since I was not too terribly fatigued, I choreographed two full dances in my living room. I had formations written down, written out counts, and had a list of dancers at my high school I wanted to ask to dance it.
Also, in the 6th grade, I had the flu… BAD! And instead of staying in bed all day, I crawled around the house and cleaned the house because I was bored. I cleaned the bathroom and living room all on my hands and knees, in between naps of course.
Moral of the story, I do not know how to be sick. If I have an ounce of life in me I will live it.I guess I’m also trying to stay positive as well since I know I could be sick for weeks. But, for now, I will wrap up in my comfy ruby red blanket and watch Grey’s Anatomy and Scandal as my puppy, Hero, naps on my feet. YAY TELEVISION!!!