Ok that's better

That white was killing me. I'm trying to stay positive.

But this sick shit is getting the best of me. I'm starving and when I eat I regret it. So it's like this vicious circle. I'm home again today and I had prepped everything for work. I had all my stuff together and and 3 am sick as a dog.

I'm so fucking over this.

I'm also worried cause my job. I can't keep taking days off. This whole thing is pretty horrible. But I have to stay positive. Last Night was the worst

I'm cranky cause I'm tired of this bullshit and my doctor won't see me till next wed? Ugh please...

I just wish I could wake up and be who I used to be.