I'll never complain about going to school on a Monday again...
My morning consisted of me initially thinking that I was just a little queasy, and it turned into me writhing around on my bed for half an hour, convincing myself that I was not going to throw up (even though that probably would've been the best thing for me at the time). Then I moved to the couch, and at first that seemed better, but it quickly got even worse. So I took a nice bath and then a short nap.
When I woke up, my stomach issues were a little better, but in its place was a 101.3 fever. My mom keeps chocolate ice cream in the freezer, so I had to will myself not to get it out since milk products are horrible for an upset stomatch. And yet... chocolate ice cream. :-(
I took another hour-long bath about an hour ago, and now my fingers are all wrinkled but I feel so much better. It was either the bath or the Tylenol that did it... or maybe both.
Maybe my mom will let me have a little chocolate ice cream tonight if I can convince her that I'm not that sick anymore. Lol.
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