Monday, December 3, 2012
Going to make this short. We moved into one of the houses I broke into for food. Mom seems happier, though she still wants to go to the Academy. Won’t shut up about it.
I am really, really sick. I can’t stop coughing. Burning up one second, shaking from cold the next. I finally found some aspirin, thank God. It helps with some of the aches and hopefully is taking the fever down. I keep getting dizzy though. It feels like I might pass out sometimes.
Mom is scared. She thinks I’m going to die. She sits next to my bed, rocking and moaning. I told her, “I lived through Armageddon, so no stupid flu is going to knock me down.” I just need to sleep for a bit. So tired. I’ll check back in later.
(Note: Yes, this is a short one. So is the next entry, which I will post on Thursday to make up for it. --Tracy)