I think I’m dying… okay I’m probably not but holy hell it feels that way. I spent yhe first half of my day feeling far too cold and crying.
I spent the second half way too warm but more comfortable than being cold and crying. I hate being ill.. I want to stay home.. but I can’t call work untill tomorrow which is too late because I have work at 8..
I’ll have to just work untill they can find a replacement for me… this sucks