The clock was barely ten but my body was dragging me to bed.
It needed rest, it needed sleep and it felt feverish.
I have complained of the lack of sleep and terrible dreams but last night as I lay in bed trying to hold a murder mystery book to read my spine suddenly attached itself to the mattress and I felt so vivaciously cozy, a word I'd rarely use to describe coziness that one moment I was trying to read and another I was asleep, unfettered by dreams and sickness I slept long and strong only to wake up when the birds chirped and then I slept some more.
Last night I'd begun feeling ill at ease.
My body was besieged by low grade fever and it worried me that things are taking a turn for the worst.
I'd near resolved to visit a doctor and get medication this morning but I'm happy to report that I woke up feeling vastly better.
The heaviness in the head is near gone, fatigue almost done with but I have begun coughing and it doesn't hurt my head.
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