Been sick since last Thursday. Missed work twice and I din't go to my two classes yesterday or hand in assignments. Bad. Dan finally dragged me to the doctor. I have some kind of infection as expected and they gave antibiotics. Unbeknownst to me I was severely dehydrated and the doctor threatened to send me to the emergency room if I didn't drink a boatload of stuff starting with gatorade. Apparently I have a high fever as well. I really had no clue on the fever or dehydration. The dizzy and possible infection I knew about. I can finally sit on the computer without the "sea sponge" descending too badly on me. (Don't ask.) Sigh. I was planning on going to the doctor today, but I had intended to sit through classe yesterday first. Otherwise I would have gone to the doctor yesterday. And Dan wondered about the story my senior year of high school about my guidance councillor threatening to send the police after me if I kept coming into school sick (while I had my physics teacher breathung down my neck for missing classes). I need to finish school. I don't have this ridiculous obsessive impulse about missing work.
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