You get sick. It happens to me once a year.
This is me a week ago today. Respectable.
Oh how shit can go downhill in one week.........
I sit for long periods of time breathing heavily in & out my mouth, drooling a little bit because my whole fucking face feels like it's made of a slab of stone, with tissues hanging from each nostril & I say to Blake,'babe, I think it's my time'.
And do you know what he says to me!! Go the fuck to sleep.
Sheeit.
Man flu aint got nothing on me. I am a shithouse sick person. Everything tastes like salt or nothing which makes me angry because god I love to eat. What's the point when you can enjoy it. I may as well eat raw potatos for a few days.
Cheese doesn't taste like cheese.
Chilli taste like lumpy beany nothing. I made a pot of chilli this afternoon. With meat in it. I tasted it before & it was just burny hot nothing.
Grapes still taste ok. But not how a grape should.
I am miserable. And tomorrow I am going to my nephews 3rd birthday party. I love him. Such a gentle soul of a child. But to be honest, I would rather have my head jammed inside a box full of angry killer bees than go to a kids birthday right now. Even though my love for this child is bigger than mountains.
But I will go, because I just got to.....(sung to the Dione Warwick's group singalong song 'That's What Friends Are For')
Keep shining, Keep smiling
Sethy you can always count on me, for sure
That's what Becky's for
For good times & bad times, I'LL BE ON YOUR SIIIIIIIIIDE FOREVER MOOOOOOOORE
That's what Becky's for
By the way don't eat the cheese rolls. I can't be quite sure due to my delirium but there may have been some flu germs go into the cheese sauce when I had my sneezing/farting/nearly shit my pants fit in the kitchen.
Peace!
P.S If I slip into a deep coma during the night, please make sure someone plucks my chin hairs & makes sure I have mascara on at all times.
