anatomy of a fever

on the first day, you actually look forward to it. after all, who wouldn't want to stay in bed all day, watch television, and sleep whenever one feels like it?

on the second day, you enjoy the fact that you're getting thinner. your lack of appetite plus the fact that you sweat like a pig after taking in medicine is helping you lose the pounds.

on the third day, you begin to feel guilty. after all, two days of rest is long enough, especially when you've got the bar clock ticking. you try studying but sitting up for long periods of time make you feel dizzy and woozy. plus, you're running out of medicine and staying at home WITHOUT family and with only your young brother with you isn't exactly the kind of nurturing you need.

on the fourth day, you're mad at yourself. you begin to assess all those times you refused to take in vitamins simply because you don't like any form of medicine. you try to do everything to feel fine, so you can make it to the bar review class but the thought of you collapsing in the middle of rockwell isn't something you're looking forward to.

if this doesn't go away tomorrow, it'll be day five.

please don't make it reach day five.