So I've been lying in bed all day, sleeping on and off. So much fun. No. Not even close. I was in rough shape early this morning, but by 10:30 my fever was gone. To make it worse though, my dog vomited quite a bit in the dining room, while I was feverish.
I have very odd dreams when I'm sick. The first was the zombie dream. The second was one about the olympics. I was watching a hockey game on tv. The teams playing were the Czech Republic, Russian and Canada...all in one game. It was very confusing to watch 3 teams play each other. Then today I had a dream that I lived in an old school mansion with my parents. Luke came over and surprised me, so I introduced him to my puppy. My puppy looked like a white Collie. This didn't seem weird to me until I woke up. At first I thought it was real, but 5 minutes later I realized Luke doesn't surprise visit me and my dog is a redish-brown boxer mix.
About half an hour ago I started laughing for the first time today. What I find interesting is that thinking about it just raised my temperature (I measured it). I'd like to be in my happy place right now not stuck in bed, bored.
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