I’m sick. It’s an interesting kinda sick too. I had a backache yesterday, which I assumed was because I’m slightly overweight and getting older — but it turns out it was a precursor to this icky funk I’m in now.
My back feels a little better, but this morning I feel like I’ve been avoiding the doctor for a week. I’ve never felt so miserable so quickly. Anyway, the doctor says I have a virus, and a really contagious one at that. I’m quarantined away from everyone, including my family. So here I am. In my writing room. Alone.
Have a good day everyone! I’ll try to do the same.
UPDATE: Donna called the doctor back to find out how long I’m on quarantine. AT LEAST 3 DAYS!!! What do I have, ebola or something?!?!