I was sitting down in front of my laptop yesterday afternoon, feeling absolutely icky after my epic four-hour nap, when I had what I think some people call a “moment of clarity.” 285 more words
Tags » Being Sick
This week’s topic is a little unexpected as I didn’t intend to talk about how sickness and how its affected my life. Now that I am in high school I have more responsibilities and work I need completed (ugh I know) so this requires me to actually be in school and do high school activities so when your coughing up a lung and running a fever it can be hard to do said activities and if you don’t you’ll feel week’s behind everyone else and be drowning in homework and classwork . 482 more words
Sunday, August 1, 1982
It’s about noon, and I’m very sick, nauseated, hot, depressed and exhausted.
I’m in Kevin’s apartment in Maryland, and I think this place added to my feeling of nausea, although I probably am ill; I spent an hour in the McAllisters’ bathroom in Charlottesville trying to throw up in the middle of Friday night. 5,677 more words
Every night before going to bed, I grab the three bottles sitting on my nightstand, pop them open, and wash down several coloured pills with a tall glass of Gingerale. 1,550 more words