Life is a Diaper

Oh No, Not Again

I'm sick again. I've got the same thing I had a couple of weeks ago, only this time it's making me look like death warmed over. My face is pale, except for the huge black circles around my eyes, and no matter how much concealer I used, I just couldn't cover them up. My neck hurts pretty bad, especially when I try to bend it forward, and my head is killing me. Man, I hope this goes away soon.

I can live with feeling like my head is stuffed with cotton balls, and all the other little aches and pains. It's those NyQuil dreams that I hate. I don't know why, but every time I take that stuff I have the strangest dreams. Last night, I had one about a friend of mine. We were in Iraq (or somewhere like that, I'm not really sure), and we were dismantling bombs and other things like that. Well, we dropped one, and it exploded. It was some kind of chemical thing, and it made my arms fall off, and my skin turn green. Eddie turned into a monster and was trying to kill himself because he didn't want to live like that.

I just took another dose of NyQuil, so I'm probably going to have an equally weird dream tonight. I wonder who it's going to be about this time. Posted by sabrina at December 3, 2003 12:16 AM | TrackBack