I feel terrible. I woke up yesterday with a terrible sore throat, watery eyes, and a headache. I hoped it was allergies, but as the day went on, I was pretty sure I had a fever too. Boo!
These are the kinds of days when I really wish I was a full-time employee. Okay, let's face it, most days are those days. But on days like this, if I had sick days to use, I would definitely be using them. My current reality, though, is that I have to work. Because last week was ISATs, and I only worked one day. And with spring break yet to come at the end of the month, I need to work now to pay my bills. There's also the added pressure that comes with knowing I was personally requested for every single job on my schedule this week. I simply cannot let them down by staying home sick. Even though I feel terrible.
The weird thing about my sore throat is that it's not so much the kind that hurts when I swallow. Rather, it hurts with I breathe. Like breathing (through my nose, mind you) makes my throat dry, and it hurts. Every single time I inhale.
As you can probably imagine, this made sleeping pretty difficult. I pretty much tossed and turned all night long, despite being exhausted. I even tried sleeping with a lozenge in my mouth, which I know isn't the brightest idea... but I was desperate, people.
When I looked at the clock for the millionth time this morning, at 6:20, I decided to just get out of bed a little early. My futile attempts at sleep were more annoying than anything, so I conceded and got ready for work. About 15 minutes into my routine (which, for me, means I was basically ready to walk out the door), I wondered why I wasn't hearing my alarm. At that point, I went over to my phone to see that it was, in fact, only 5:35... I was a whole hour early.
It's gonna be a long day, folks!