I’ve been pretty sick since Saturday night, and I always forget how much I hate it. I think for me the worst part is the fever, which I always get, no matter what sickness I have. I particularly enjoy being incredibly hot and then incredibly cold. There is no predicting when the change will happen, except that it happens at highly inopportune moments.
But being sick is hardly worth a post. In this case, being sick reminded me, as it always does, how valuable family and friends are. I happened to be home when I got sick, and my mom and my friend who was visiting with me spent much of the two days making me tea and, most importantly, letting me be.
I didn’t really have a point today. I love my friends. Ok then.
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