Matt and I both caught pneumonia from Matt’s dad on the way home from New Zealand.
I’m completely miserable. I wish I could just sleep through it, but I can’t. Every time I go to sleep, I wake up in a coughing fit because I stop breathing. It’s horrible.
Sadly, I don’t have any time or days to take off work or school (and neither does Matt). In fact, I have more due in these next two weeks than the rest of the semester combined, and one of my co-workers will be going on maternity leave soon - so I’ll be covering two jobs. AND I have to complete 10 service hours in the next few days for a project, but my parents are coming into town this weekend - and I really really (really) want to see them because I haven’t seen my father or grandmother in almost four months.
It’s all very #whitewhine, but, right now, I’m incredibly stressed and I’d just really like to take at least one deep breath and go ten minutes without needing a tissue.
/grumble grumble grumble