The worst bit is that the person who'd most likely have to teach in my place is Remy. We had to switch classes today as it was, and I'd hate for him to have to teach in my place tomorrow when he's been looking forward to a day off and has been doing all kinds of other things to take care of me.
Damn it, I've been taking my medicine and ignoring all chores and responsibilities so I can take it easy when I get home from work to fight this thing, and it won't go away. It's been three days, I shouldn't be feverish still. Why can't I just get better already so I can stop being a useless waste of space? I fucking loathe myself sometimes.
