sick sicker sickest

last sunday night, just after watching a movie, i suddenly started shivering like crazy, but my body was totally burning up. come monday, i have a nasty cough, but thankfully no fever. this continued through tuesday. the nasty cough that is.

then wednesday, i was on the recovering side of the cough. i didnt have so many coughs where all the air in your lungs have been expelled, and when you try to inhale, something gets stuck and forces you to cough out what little air you:ve sucked in, leading to this vicious cycle where you just CANT breathe in. wednesday, however, started with this dull headache, and after the 45 min ride to my school, it turned into full blown headache. the first 2 periods of the day i thought i was going to die i was in so much pain. i really just wanted to put my head on my desk and start crying it was so bad. i popped 2 tylenol and went on with my 3 classes. by the time i got home that afternoon, i was fine, but oh what a miserable morning that was. not to mention the runny nose i had the WHOLE day, and in case you dont know, it:s a no-no to blow your nose in the teacher:s room. i can:t even tell you how many times i ran to the bathroom just so i could whole-heartedly blow my nose. *sigh*

then came thursday. yesterday. i woke up fine. trace amounts of coughing. no headache. excellent. but then 4th period rolled around. i was at my first elementary school of the day, and in the middle of my 3rd class of the morning. it was only 10 minutes into the period, and as i stood there in front of the 3rd through 6th graders, one teacher, and the vice principal, i realized all of a sudden, omg i feel like i need to puke. luckily, i didn:t. i trudged on through class, prayed that i could make it to lunchtime, and continued with class as planned.

i almost made it through the end of class. 5 minutes before the end of class, i start telling my kids to clean up, when i realize that my head is beginning to black out, and i feel that familiar feeling of my stomach wanting to spit out whatever:s in there. i whisper to the teacher that i feel like throwing up, quickly say to my students "i:ll see you in april! goodbye!" and scurry off to the bathroom, students and teachers alike staring at me in puzzlement as i run away.

i made it to the bathroom stall just as i was getting to my saturation point of blackening-out vision, and let my body get that vomiting action out of my system. nothing actually came up; figures as all i had was some toast at 7:30 that morning. i was definitely not a happy camper though. a minute or two later, still hunched over the Japanese toilet just in case i felt the need to throw up again, i hear an adult woman:s voice asking if i:m okay. it was the school nurse.

figuring i was in the clear, i followed her back to the nurses room, where she put me in bed for the rest of lunchtime. for once, i had NO desire to eat or drink ANYTHING (and those who know me well know i NEVER refuse food). so i skipped lunch completely. unable to fall asleep, all i really did was just lay there.

around 1:20, the nurse comes back and tells me that the principal and vice principal were worried, so they called the branch school i was supposed to go to in the afternoon and told them i wouldn:t be able to teach that day, called my supervisor at the BOE to tell him i:d be taking paid leave, and called me a taxi so i could go home and rest.

it was my favorite taxi driver who came and picked me up too. such crappy luck that of all days, i can:t really talk to him. and he could tell that something was up if i was going home so early, so he was driving faster than usual so i could get home faster. except he failed to realize that the girl in the backseat felt like puking earlier, and she gets carsick really easily on these roads.... it got to the point where the last 5 minutes of the ride, i was clutching for dear life onto the barf bag the nurse gave me. thank god i made it home without puking. thank god indeed.

i slept the rest of the afternoon and felt a lot better when i woke up. jayne called me asking to be picked up from the hospital (he:s not doing so hot himself). since i didnt have the stamina to drive, i asked aaron to pick him up, and afterwards to bring me some soup. and wonderful people they are, they bring me a lot of soup, ginger ale, and yummy fancy bread. mmm.

today, i:m doing loads better. a little bit of coughing here and there, but for the most part, MUCH better. so good that i think me and the guys are having a bonfire tonight. more accurately, a book-burning party at the beach. a what you say? a book-burning party to finally rid our apartments of all the outdated textbooks and retarded books that our predecessors left behind. i:ve been helping aaron clean out his apartment the last few weeks, and goddang all the crap that his predecessors combined have left behind... that apartment has been rented out to the town ALT for at least the last 16 years. that:s a lot of shit that builds up over the years. anyway, he has a whole box of books to burn. i have at least 11 textbooks to set ablaze. man is this party gonna ROCK. muahahha. and i could use the good time after how lousy i:ve felt this week.

next week will be a better, healthier week. *nod*