I. Am. Miserable. Today has by far been the worst for this sickness thing, I’m really really hoping it starts getting better from here on out or I may start contemplating stepping in front of a truck. My entire body absolutely hates me. My eye hurts… using OTC eye drops and cold washcloth compresses until I can get into the doctor’s tomorrow. My throat doesn’t hurt so much, which is a huge THANK THE LIGHT, but it’s a tickle that makes me cough constantly. I can only take so many doses of Tylenol Cold (which does wonders for the cough, but wears off far too soon). My stomach was in upheaval all day, though I have no clue if that was due to the hangover, the virus, or what. And now I have a fever. So basically I just lay here moaning for hours. Washcloth pressed to my eye, stomach rumbling in an extremely dangerous and slightly painful way.

Despite the spotting and cramping AF ended up not showing today. I joke that she took one look at what she was entering and said “fuck this!” I say thank you thank you thank you. I’m glad that my body is considering having a more normal LP this cycle. And that it’s not piling on everything at once, because seriously, this is getting really ridiculous.

For two hours I attempted to sleep, but ended up just coughing for most of it and my eye getting more sore than usual, so I gave up on that. I’m now just sitting here propped up in bed, counting down the hours until the doctor’s office opens.

I don’t get sick often… but when I do, my body does it spectacularly.