Seleca's Harp (selecasharp) wrote,
Seleca's Harp

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Ick. Sick.

When I got home, I knew I had the beginnings of a cold, as it hurt every time I coughed. I took expectorant and decided to take a nap. Jess checked to see if I had a fever before going off to bed herself. Nope, I was cool.

Then I started shivering.

Three hours later, my temperature had risen by as many degrees. It's risen another half degree in the last hour and a half or so, so at least it's slowing down. I hurt. Mom has bronchitis, so that may be what it is. But I saw her awhile ago, so maybe I caught whatever Jess's dad has, because I saw him much more recently.

I am cold. Well, my hands are. The rest of me is roasting. And aching.

And the most annoying part is that I have a presentation on Thursday and another on Monday. And I'm losing my voice. Thursday's I have a partner, so she can talk, but not Monday's. I wonder if the teacher would let me do the thing entirely through PowerPoint with no talking. Hmm.

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