January 6, 2019
Hello. Day #9 of this flu. Everything is muffled and blurry, and I find it wisest, today more than ever, to stay in bed. The easiest task requires too much energy, like, getting up to draw the curtain or unplug the phone charger leaves me winded I'd have to take a two-hour nap to feel better. It sounds like I'm whining, no? I'm not. I'm just... telling you I'm annoyed. I want to get better already. It's come to a point where I hate being sick. First few days, nice, sure. But now please I want to be normal.