My mood sucks.  My health sucks.  I have some sort of stomach bug.  I’ve been running a fever all weekend.  I had to cancel plans with friends because of it.  All I’ve been able to do is sip water and sleep.  This really sucks.  Every time I do sleep, I dream about food.  I’m so hungry, but even attemping to eat some crackers leads to a mad dash to the bathroom.  I have no clean clothes for work tomorrow.  I haven’t been able to take my meds because, well, they won’t stay in my stomach.  Life pretty much sucks.  I wish I could take tomorrow off.  But that will never happen.  We’re such a small school, there’s  nobody to cover my classes.



About katm

I'm just your typical depressed donkey. I'm an abuse survivor. I deal with the pain and stiffness and other fun stuff that goes with fibromyalgia. I used to teach English for a living but because of my health, that isn't any option anymore. I love to cook and feel most in my element when I'm in the kitchen tinkering around.

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