The Ick

I have named my sickness "The Ick," pretty appropriate right?

The worst thing about it is that my body is being bipolar about what temperature it wants to be at.  I wake up in the morning so hot I am sweating bullets and later in the day I am putting on four blankets, wool socks, a jacket and gloves because I am so freaking cold.  I have noticed something though.  The heat seems to come in waves, like I feel a wave of heat go over my body.  But, the cold comes from within and prickles out to the edges of my skin.  I always tell my friends I would rather be cold than hot (it's easier to warm up), but not this cold.  This cold is just painful and kind of makes me cry a little every time it happens.


Also, I wish I could sleep without taking huge pills that make me feel like I am choking.  What if I really did choke?  My roommate is gone and the only person on my floor that I know knows the heimlich maneuver lives way down the hall.  If I choked on a pill I would be a goner.  If you don't hear from me tomorrow, that huge pill went down the wrong tube and no one was there to do anything about it.

I feel really bad too, because I am kind of milking being sick for all it's worth.  I got one friend to bring me chapstick, another friend brought me hot chocolate, one friend brought me soup, crackers, and powerade on Thursday, and a different friend brought be soup today.  My friends are the best, but it's getting to my head.  I have become tempted to ask for a Seventeen Magazine and a Caramel Apple Frosty (de. lish. us.).  It's so weird, but all day I have just wanted to flip through a magazine, which is so not me.

By the way, this was pretty much the worst semester for me to get sick.  I cannot miss O Chem again, I just cannot!  Why couldn't this have been back in my first semester, that was sooooo easy!

I mean really, I didn't get sick at all last year.  Barely even a cold.  I have a fab immune system.  I guess it just got exhausted from being so awesome and was taking a break at the WRONG time.  The antibodies saw The Ick inviting itself on over for a nice little vacation and they pretty much said..."I would go fight it, but we've been working so hard...and there's a Glee marathon on."  So instead of fighting, the little antibodies let The Ick sit down and watch Glee with them, and they became all buddy buddy.  Don't worry I think a fight will break out soon because The Ick wants Finn to stay with Quinn and the antibodies are team Rachel.  I mean really, Rachel and Finn are meant to be.  My antibodies will kick The Ick out in no time.  (At least I hope so).

I should really go to bed now.

(Katrina Marie)