ugh I feel like I'm dying. Ok so that's not entirely true. I felt like I was dying. now I'm obviously feeling a bit better. Were I actually dying you can bet I would not take the time to blog about it. So Monday night I get home from work and have this cough, so i down some nyquil and go to sleep. When I "wake up" later in the day I sure wish I were dead. My head was throbbing and I kept coughing and basically I didn't want to ever move again. more nyquil = more sleep. now it's noonish on thursday but I'm just confused because I've lost so much time. As of this morning it just feels like the worst congested migraine ever. So I'm gonna keep sitting here in the dark and hope I feel better soon. Oh and nothing makes you feel cooler than having your parent call you in sick to work because you can't talk without coughing up a lung. great. what am I twelve?