I don't know how many days I've been wearing these clothes.I don't know how long it's been since I took a shower.
And I don't remember the last time I went outside.
I have mono.
And my swollen tonsils have left about a millimeter of
space in my throat.
Which makes it hard to swallow food
and saliva.
But I'm living.
Being sick is kinda cool.
I have a nice little home carved into the couch.
No one ever wants to sit by me.
When my doctor told me she was going to put me on steroids, I was scared I was going to grow a beard or something, but then I remembered how I've been wishing I could grow mutton chops for a long time. The steroids don't cause facial hair bt dubs.
