Altered state

I am huddled in a blanket on my couch.

Existing.

That is all that seems possible right now.

It is better than Thursday night, when I lay shivering under 3 blankets, rivulets of sweat running down the center of my chest. I was perhaps even delirious, unable to think straight.

It is better than Friday night, when I wanted desparately to see a doctor, but couldn't get out of bed.

Still I wish that it weren't so that the only thing I've eaten was a Big Mac, after the trip to the doctor, which is making me feel nauseous again, not as bad as Thursday night.

I ate the Big Mac in my car, because I couldn't drive home. My ankles were spasming. Can't push in the clutch reliably like that. Weird side effect of a throat infection, isn't it?

Ok, I'm meandering.

Back to just existing.