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Wednesday.

i hate being sick.

i can't even get uninterrupted sleep. The matrons keep coming in to take my temperature and getting me to pop panadol like candy.

it was worse yesterday.

woke up with a raging fever after 2hours of sleep and was in such discomfort i was sobbing to my mum on the phone. i have never sobbed to my mum for help before .Maybe ten years ago...
I got up and coughed blood, then rang mrs g's doorbell for some panadol at 5am in tears.
she handed me the pills and walking up the stairs i coughed once and almost fell down the stairs.it hurt so much.

I think i'm getting better today,my temperature has fallen to 36.5 (is that normal?) and i get room service. Not exactly, but the matrons have offered to bring lunch to me today.sweet. My room is like the cave of doom with the blinds drawn shut. Oh wait, no my temperature is back up again.38.5 degrees. is that high? man, my brain feels like it's being fried in my skull.

Aside from my impending death, i really hope my temperature goes down. A told me that if it doesn't they will have to shove a pill or something up my ass. That's so gross and wrong (especially if it's a stranger doing it). I've never had anything shoved up my anus and i'm not prepared to just yet.

Valentines Day is around the corner. Sod it. That's all I can say about it for now.
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