So last night I came home from work and watched some TV. No big whoop. But I started feeling really tired, really fast. So I turned off the TV, checked Email one more time, and got ready for bed.
Now the past few days have been HOT here in Chicago. We’re talking sweltering. But yesterday it was pretty cool for a change. I turned off the Air Conditioners and opened a few windows, but left the one in my bedroom on “Fan” just to keep things circulating.
As soon as I hit the sheets, the chills hit me. Hard. I shuddered like an old house next to a train station.
“SHIT”… I said to myself. “I can’t get sick now!”
But I am. I didn’t take my temp last night when the chills hit but this morning the fever hit 100.9 at its highest (not so bad, really). This just figures. I have tickets to New York all bought and ready to go, and I get sick two days before I leave.
Someone up there just lo-o-oves playing these games with me.
So please, send me your well wishes and your positive thoughts. I need to get better, and fast!!!
In the meantime, I’ll be here, napping and resting until this all goes away.
Woe is me.