I still feel like crap.
I'm so bored. Daytime television is boring.
The over-the-counter drugs aren't working.
My new thermometer tells me that my temperature is either 97.1 or 101.2 degrees.
My tonsils now look like snowballs.
The doctor said I'd get a call around ten to tell me whether or not I have strep.
I'm still waiting for said call.
And the saddest part of this is that my abs are sore from coughing. I'm not out-of-shape! Not me!