Sickie

Indian Fever

I'm sick. The bad kind of sick where i'm too sick to watch television and read. The kind of sick where i have to painfully sit up and attempt the piles of homework that is growing exponentially with every day that i'm out for the count.

What've i got? Not sure yet, Doctors visit this arvo. Mum's already passed through the 'it's meningacockle! phase (yes, i realise that's definately not how to spell it!) and now she thinks it's the flu. I've got a shocking fever, headaches, a sore throat and my back is absolutely killing me - which may or may not be related to the sick part. But it hurts to move!

But, there's an upside of sorts. Even though the fever isn't quite so bad, it's sort of like when i was sick in india. No, i'm not glad i was sick either time but being sick now is just reminding me of all the fun that i had over there. Granted, back home i'm without my Dr.B and NurseMusicMan to look after me, but at least i have a comfy bed and a shower that doesn't involve millions of buckets!

Ok, i'm going to try and drag myself into a shower before i force myself to start my homework... such fun times. I'm bored! Anyone who wants to come and visit me is more than welcome :P

Au Revoir!