I hate having the flu.

Second year in a row. I rarely got the flu before this.

My fever finally broke after three-four days, sometime between trying to go to the bathroom then not being able to get back because everything was tipping and I couldn't breathe (1:20 am) and my mom waking me up for the Advil (7:28 am). I got about 5 and a half hours of sleep, by the time I finally sank into oblivion. That's the most continuous sleep I've gotten since this started. Possibly the most sleep, period.

I'm going to go back to sleep, since nothing is on worth watching this early in the morning, and it's a day off from school.


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