Sick


I’ve always thought of myself as a writer: I have written poetry, articles, blogs and short stories my whole life. So, I find it kind of annoying that as I sit here, getting ready to compose this post, I have no idea what to say.

I’ve been extremely ill this past week and my head is in a bit of a fog due to medication and crazy, stuffed up sinuses. Currently, it feels like someone is heating up little sewing needles and poking them into the back of my throat. I notice that my ears are not working quite right – almost as if cotton balls have been shoved in them. They might be creeping into my brain at this very moment.

It is a vast improvement to the days prior where my whole body radiated with a pain so debilitating that I couldn’t even manage to get out of bed. Luckily I have a great support system trying to help me get well. There has been some improvement; however, I’m still “not all there”.

On that note, I hope everyone out in the world is doing better than me at the moment. I’m off for nap.

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