I am Sick of Being Sick

So, its been 9 days now. 9 days of sickness. 9 days of coughing, sinus congestion, a sore throat, headaches, body aches, fevers, upset stomach... Not ALL at once, and not all have been constant... but there hasnt been a day in the past 9 that I have felt even remotely healthy. Right now the worst symptom is definitely the cough. I'm taking Theraflu around the clock, which is helping a lot with the sinus congestion and a bit with the cough. Im thinking it might be time to suck it up and go to the doctor. I've been keeping my mom (who is an ER nurse) updated about my symptoms, and she said if I'm not getting better by Wednesday, I need to go to the campus health center. I'm not even sure I'll make it that long... I might go in tomorrow. I'm kind of hoping it's a sinus infection or bronchitis or something and not the flu or H1N1, because if it's one of those, they can give me some antibiotics and maybe it'll clear up quickly. If it's a virus, then I just have to live with it for a little while longer. Gross.

Because of the fever, I didn't go to school last Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday. (All of the days I actually had classes.) My fever broke on Tuesday, but where it could be the flu, I took the CDC's advice and waited 24 hours before going out. I did go to my internship on Thursday though. I've already missed one session because I had an upset stomach a few weeks ago. (Precursor to my current illness?) I did okay - wasn't too tired or too sick to make it through the day. I had my seminar class right after and right as I was about to leave, my mentor teacher found me and told me that the school's secretary couldn't find a sub for her for the next day and suggested that if I was available, I could sub. And they would pay me. How could I say no to this? Obviously, I could use some extra money right now. So I agreed. I ended up subbing from 8-3, and then heading straight to my client's school to pick him and work with him until 7:30. It was a looooong day. But I think I managed pretty well. I didnt collapse as soon as I got home either, like I expected I would. Danny and I got into bed and watched "Knowing", and I didnt even fall asleep during the movie. (Probably because I really enjoyed it.) I figured I would be dead by the end of the day, but I guess I underestimate myself!