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I'm sick.
As in - two and a half days bed ridden, fever chills and hallucinations of big, black, disgusting bugs (cockroaches?) crawling across my ceiling, body aches, an elephant camping inside my sinus cavities and persistent attempts of my body trying to cough up not one, but seemingly, both my lungs - sick.

This morning, like a champ, I slept until noon. I woke up still being able to breathe through my nose (thanks to the horrible burning Afrin I snorted last night) and having the fever chills and body aches still gone (thanks to the Advil PM I also took last night) and decided I'd try to catch up a bit on my feeds, check my mail and at least post something here so you all didn't think I'd died or something which, surprisingly enough due to these recent events, I haven't.

Now, I think it's time to go crawl back into my cocoon of a bed, suck on my bottle of NyQuil (oh, wouldn't that be lovely?) and pass back out. These chills and body aches are creeping back up on me. At least I've managed to get some food in me, a shower can wait another day...

Oh, thank balls it's not Self Portrait Thursday.