Monday, February 27, 2006

I had some toast this morning, and like the crackers, I was able to keep it down without too much effort. I figured this was a good sign. I woke up around noon with a horrible bout of diarrhea, which I hadn't experienced in days. I took some pepto & my temperature which was now 98.1? I slept some more, and Mark woke me up; he came home from work sick, feeling cold. I took my temperature again, and it's now 97.8. What the fuck? I feel like I have a cold now. I'm not coughing (much), but my throat is killing me, and there's a bit of phlegm. Mark suggested calling a nurse, but I don't feel up to talking to anyone, which is probably stupid, but I'm sick, and I'm stupid when I'm sick.

   posted by Bald Jason at 02:28 PM
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