*shivers.* I'm cold, but my body is a furnace. Not as bad as last night, but nearing it.
Last night I was shivvering, though I could feel the heat radiating from my body. I know what shivvering does, it increases the production of heat in the body. I didn't need any more heat, I had a fever, I knew it. I struggled to prevent myself from shivvering, sometimes I managed to halt it for a moment, but it always started up again, I slept for a short time, but I kept awakening, hot, but shivvering. I got up around 3.00am and wandered into the kitchen, took two tylennol and stuck my head in the fridge for a few minutes. Then I flopped on the couch and slept for a time before I woke around 5am and wandered back to my room, no longer shivvering or full of fever, but I could feel the dampness in my clothes from sweating in my sleep.
Now I have the fever again, took some tylennol, I hope it works. I can't afford to be sick. I can't afford to miss school or work, come on, body, bring yourself together, get over it, I don't want to be in bed for a week like lance was. No, I can't afford to, I can't miss it.
I'm cold, yet I'm hot, I want to lay down and sleep, but I know I can't, I'm shivvering again.
I hate sickness, beat it out of my body.
Last night I was shivvering, though I could feel the heat radiating from my body. I know what shivvering does, it increases the production of heat in the body. I didn't need any more heat, I had a fever, I knew it. I struggled to prevent myself from shivvering, sometimes I managed to halt it for a moment, but it always started up again, I slept for a short time, but I kept awakening, hot, but shivvering. I got up around 3.00am and wandered into the kitchen, took two tylennol and stuck my head in the fridge for a few minutes. Then I flopped on the couch and slept for a time before I woke around 5am and wandered back to my room, no longer shivvering or full of fever, but I could feel the dampness in my clothes from sweating in my sleep.
Now I have the fever again, took some tylennol, I hope it works. I can't afford to be sick. I can't afford to miss school or work, come on, body, bring yourself together, get over it, I don't want to be in bed for a week like lance was. No, I can't afford to, I can't miss it.
I'm cold, yet I'm hot, I want to lay down and sleep, but I know I can't, I'm shivvering again.
I hate sickness, beat it out of my body.