My boss (who was a nurse for 20 yrs) asked me yesterday morning if I was getting sick because I sounded a little horse. I though I was fine.
Sure enough though by the end of the day my throat was getting a little sore.
Last night I spent shivering under 3 blankets having awful dreams.
Now I am sore everywhere. Its like my dress shirt is made of sandpaper. It is kind of hard to describe.
The timing is really shitty Ryan and I were going to go to the YMCA for our first workout tonight. I am still gonna go but keep it really light as I am feeling a little dizzy.
This shit better clear up as it is Gay Camping this weekend!!