I made it through the weekend--barely. Yesterday was my first real day out of bed since Friday. I even ate ice cream which is a clear sign that I'm feeling better. Or it's a clear sign of how bad I felt that I wasn't eating it--one of those.
So either way--I'm at work. Sitting upright. Longing to go home and lay down and re-infect my clean sheets and duvet.
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feel better
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