this weekend was hell, I can't remember the last time I was this sick.
after my fever subsided some on saturday, I showered and water on my skin genuinely hurt. ugh.
I didn't go to the orchestra, I figured no one wanted to hear Vivaldi with bouts of coughing scattered in. Last night I watched "p.s I love you" with gabi, it was cute. this morning I was feeling like death again, skipped church and woke up to gifts galore. here on march eighth it's woman's day ( I know right?! cuuuute.) and it's celebrated nationally and it's just lovely to get flowers left and right. too bad I haven't left the apartment in two days, so the flowers I got were collected by others and given to me.
physiology report is nonexistent, and I feel guilty because now that I can sit up I feel like I should be making progress. blgjkfds.
sigh. another week begins tomorrow, and I feel absolutely drained.
34 days until I get to go homeee. wheee.
xox,
loveacrosstheocean.
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