YAY ME! *shoots self in head*



Wellll I came home Wendesday from school and as I got off the bus, I realize that my brother hadn't been on it. By the time I reached my front door, I remembered that he'd not been feeling good that morning. So I walked inside to the sound of the humidifier roaring along with the television, and then harsh, deep croup coughs from my little brother. Thennnnn my mom called and instructed me on giving him his nebulizer meds, and I had to sit there watching the machine, trying to form a magic mental shield from sickness germs.

Apparently the only good magic I can do is when I'm drunk.

Soooo of course I went outside an hour later to try to mow the lawn and the goddamn piece of junk that was our neighbor's mower refused to start and I spent 20 minutes yanking the cords, tryign to start it.

When I retreated inside, my mom called me to tell me she has to get more meds for my bro and would be home in a half hour. I replied, hung up, sat down, and poked my computer back to life. Five minutes later, my brother ran from the couch, into the bathroom, where he collapsed and spent 10 minutes throwing up.

I have a weak stomach for that crap, my brother was crying while still throwing up, and my mom had another 20 minutes to get home. The only useful response I got to my freaked out FB status was an hour too late XD

Soooo we moved my brother to my mom's room, since it's the closest to the only bathroom in this house, and my mom wiped down the entire family room so that when Mr. Brennan came over, we could watch the phillies. I was up until about 11 watching with them xD

Anyywayyyss I went to school the next day and started making lovely hacking coughs! But to my friends' great amusement, I'd stolen 's neko ears, and Ryan asked me if I needed my hairball medicine and I flipped him off and told him that if I died from hair clogging my throat it'd be very non-dramatic.

Of course as soon as I got home, evil death coughs, pounding headache, heavy-ish backpack and all, my mom's first words were that I sounded like I'd caught what my brother had. Um, no thank you. Of course, while she was on the phone with someone from work, I heard her clearly say "Yeah, I've been home with my son who has the flu" to which I groaned and beat my head into the table.

Thennn after guitar and working on homework, Mr Brennan came over to finish up their shirts for the Halloween party and he brought Marshall with him! So I got to be cheered up by a very happy lumbering yellow lab who gave me a few kisses before going to bed at 9 pm.

I woke up this morning with a pounding head ache, funny feeling all over my body, extremely thick flem in my throat that resulted in heaving coughs. My mom asked me if I wanted to stay home. I told her I wasn't sure. Thirty minutes later, I killed my alarm, rolled over, and slept.

I woke up at 1. With my head weighing 50 pounds. And being totally dizzy and stumbling down the stairs, I grabbed my gatorade from the fridge and collapsed on the ground by the couch, where my brother was watching TV. He's moved once to go to the bathroom... After a few hours of headaches, high temperatures, cold sweats, and hacking up my lungs all over the carpet, I realized I had to go to the bathroom for the 5th time since I've been drinking gallons of water and I realized I wasn't dizzy! And my eyes had lost that stoner glassy look! And my headache and fever was gonneee!!!

I AM ALIIIVEEEE!!!!

And my brother's still recovering, still puking, still hacking his lungs out. And wellll if my mom isn't a freaking zombie. I heard her in the bathroom, waited for her to get out, then cheered "LIIIIFEE!" when she did. She cringed back, covered her eyes and face, scowled at me, gave some weak, hoarse retort, snatched two asprin from the cupboard, and hobbled back to her room. I hope she's too delusional for her to remember what I did >>


Annnyyywayyyysss, while I sit here, sulk about being the only one healthy, sew my pirate jacket that I won't need anymore for tonight since I doubt we're going, since my mother's dying, and chew on random objects.


~ Foxxie