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February 18th, 2009
11:46 am - did I remember to sleep in? Take lots of pills? Commit irreversible sins?
I am ill.
Most of the time I am genuinely pleased with my response to illness. My usual response is "I'M NOT ILL NO! AND YOU CAN'T MAKE ME! IT'S JUST A COLD! SHUT UP!" It is an attitude that has made sure I never missed a lecture and rarely missed any school at all. The only type of Ill that I find impossible to ignore is migraines or very bad headaches that lean towards migraines (I can have a headache building for some time before the dizziness, nausea, flashy lights and stabbing pain at every slight change of level make is an actual migraine). So yesterday, when I had a sore throat, I whined a tiny bit because it is obviously all Prawn's fault for giving me his but other than an increased tea-intake did nothing. This may have been a mistake.
I got home last night with a headache, which wasn't too bad to I ignored it and read my book and drank my cocoa and such. This morning I woke up with my mouth like sandpaper and thinking 'Oh Fuck' because I had a migraine. And trying to get up with a migraine will cause pain (it's a change in height level thing) but my room is directly where the sun rises and the curtains are usually open and the walls reflect the light badly so I had a choice to lie in the warmth being blinded or crawl out and try and navigate the stairs.
And now I'm feeling guilty (now that the drugs have taken the edge off) and am thinking 'I meant to go into town and buy fruit/pay bills etc at 9am. But it's too late now (it's flea market day. After 10 it's far, far too crowded in town).
*wallows in guilt*
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There was meant to be a witty and entertaining punchline to this post...but I've forgotten it. I need more tea.
Current Mood: groggy and urgh
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