Rendezvous
03 October 06 : 02.31 PM
I'm sick everytime I don't want to be, and it's making me irritable (not that I wasn't, it's just a lot easier to irritate me now) and emotional and stupid.
I woke up to phlegm in my throat making me unable to breathe properly, and when I coughed it out, it was bloody and ogre green and, I'm not about to go there because nobody needs details like this. Yesterday at the doctor's, I was having terrible headaches, throbbing and insidious and a throat that's sore and rusty. He asked if I had a fever, and I told him no, but he took my temperature anyway.
The nurse took my temperature and showed it to the doctor furtively like I wasn't supposed to know, and he solemnly nodded his head and wrote it down. I thought maybe I didn't have a fever and the doctor thought I was feigning illness because he couldn't see anything down my throat either. I wanted so bad to convince him but the coughs wouldn't come and I had no way of describing my headaches.
38.8°c, he finally told me, before I left the room. Funny the thoughts that run through your head, then you're giggling to yourself. How inappropriate, how random.
Silly girl you are, the whole wide world is funny.