I think I made it through the worst of it. Yesterday was really bad again. Another day of moaning, groaning, sleeping, no eating, and to make matters worse, at one point issues with bodily fluids. Don't trust farts kids. Especially when you're sick. I was in some dire straits people. Then around 9pm as I was about to go off to bed I started sweating profusely. My fever had peaked! I sat there in agony for like 30 minutes until it broke. Lo and behold, broken fever, major issues gone. Don't get me wrong, I am still pretty fucked up and don't feel like dancing the cha cha, but I am at least functional and can take B to her TSA-pre appointment this morning. I was really worried she was going to have to do this by herself which would not be a pretty thing.
Other than being sicker than fuck, there's not a whole lot to report. Most people left me alone. I booked a trip to NJ in three weeks. I leave Sunday for TX. In 30 minutes I might start getting upgrades. Hopefully I do. If not, whatever. I can suffer. I will sleep because I will not be completely fixed for a while, that's for sure. I do plan on taking it VERY easy tomorrow to not relapse.
Now to get ready and get B TSA pre. About damn time if you ask me.
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