Feeling Miserable
I went to work this morning and stayed for all of half an hour. I felt so miserable this morning. Breathing was an effort for me. My head, neck and shoulders were sore. Concentration was minimal at best. On my way home, I turned down the wrong block, instead of my own.
Most of the day was spent in bed listening to the rain fall outside.
I am not a person who gets sick often. So when I am sick, I am very unpleasant to be around.
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