Sick days suck... When you're actually sick

Yesterday I left work early and I woke up in the middle of the night and knew that I wasn't going to work today. My throat was super sore and I had a terrible night full of tossing and turning. My head was throbbing and my nose is running like a faucet. I eventually got out of bed around 7:30 and made some coffee to try and sooth the throat. It worked for a little while but the pain came back with a vengeance and I had to drive to cvs to get the mother load of loot. I left with 3 bottles of aleve, miralax, dulcolax and Metamucil. I'm only 25 and between my bowels of satan and my school schedule where I get to basically bathe in germs all day, i frequent the drug store like someone with a foot fetish visits Payless. I looked like a very elderly lady who is so doped up on pain meds her bowels have become as worthless as a gator fan at an FSU game.
After that lovely fiasco I proceeded to lay on my spot on the couch for the entire rest of the day. The smile of my day was this cute picture of Owen. He is just the cutest! Jimmy came home and made me dinner. No work again tomorrow, at least I get to rest up well for my next rotation. Maybe I'll even study tomorrow!