everything hurts beyond belief. so sick. completely out of it. too nauseous to even take IB Profin, never mind NyQuil. Can barely consider putting water in my mouth. The very thought of having anything in my mouth makes me sick to my stomach. Am probably dehydrated considering how much I’m sweating while freezing.
Went to the doctors yesterday. Told me it was a head cold. If this is a head cold then Jon Gosselin is not a douche bag. They Gave me this shit to gargle with. It is room temperature and… thick. Viscous.
Not something I can put in my mouth.
The world is cruel. I am emotional with illness. Today I cried thinking about Rihanna getting beat up by Chris Brown and how awful it must be to have pictures of your face released after a man you called your boyfriend hit you. Then I laid down on the couch for about 26 hours (Exaggeration? I honestly don’t know.) and watched the movie Jack on ABC family and started to cry when the kids made fun of him and then I started to think about how much I really adore Robin Williams, how talented I find him, how he should’ve been on that collage I made a week or two ago that was just a picture of Old Men I Would Marry, and then I started to get emotional about the aging process I’m going to go through.
Everything hurts and I fucking hate that when I’m sick I’m just this totally weak person who wishes she had someone. Not Caragh. That is decidely not a Caragh-like trait.
