A tanka of my week.
Last week, stomach flu.
This week, sinus infection.
At least my mucous
Is Christmas-colored. Festive.
Starks are wrong. Winter is here.
I’m just boring and sick and miserable right now, hence the lack of updates for a week. The one upside to being sick right now is that it’s finals week, so I don’t actually have to teach. I can just stay at my desk all day, downing water and meds and honey citron tea while I blow my way through a roll of toilet paper.
Pleasant!
Bacon took care of me again this past weekend. The man is a saint. He let me awkwardly nap on his hip for an hour without moving and then brought me dinner and medication and tea. I’m a bit worried because he’s starting down the same path I went down (Saturday during the day, I was totally fine. Saturday night, my throat itched a bit [this is the stage Bacon’s at], and I said, “I think I’m getting sick.” Sunday morning, death. Hacking disgusting coughing.), and I did promise him I’d return the favor of taking care of him if need be.
