Sickness

It appears returning home for Thanksgiving entails getting my usual sinus infection...

I woke up on Sunday morning feeling awful. It took me forever to get packed up to head back down to campus; we ended up leaving home about an hour late. Luckily, my mom wasn't too stringent about the time we left. I'm certainly thankful for that. I made it back to campus around 4:00pm and by the time I met up with J at 8:15pm or so (her bus... two hours late!), my legs were actually sore. It was awful.

Yep, sickness that makes your muscles weak to the point they complain about existing. I didn't end up in bed for another six hours, which was, in retrospect, rather ignorant. I ended up dancing with the swing club and hanging out instead.

I got a little under six hours of sleep, but I did actually get up on time. It was exciting; this never happens. I took a good half-hour shower and tried to no avail to fix my shredded throat and nasal passages. Arrived for class on time and stayed awake through all of it. I was impressed.

Sadly, I did wake up in the middle of the morning and make a huge racket trying to find my cough medicine. Totes inside of totes, of course. I am fairly sure I woke my roommate up, whom I hadn't talked to since before Thanksgiving break started. I don't think he hates me, though... at least, I hope not!


And no, this post really isn't relevant in any way but I can't think of much else to be inspired to write about right now. So this can get filed under complaints and we can all just pretend it didn't happen or something of that nature...

- E.