Monday, March 28, 2005
It's been almost a week. I'm still terribly sick.
This bug is getting outta control.
My boss wanted me to work tomorrow. Because I rely on my voice for a living, there's no way I can say anything without croaking or coughing like I have TB. She couldn't really see that, however. Much to my dismay.
I shall consult a doctor if this persists. Too much wooze in my head would reflect in all my papers. I think the haze is making all these worse.
Sobs.