duncha hate it when you fall ill? grrr..

anyway. an i hate it when doctors stick these big stick like thingys into your mouth an ask you to go "ahh". i seriously hate it. an she had to do it twice last night. my favorite doctor that is. thank goodness she's my fave doc. if it wasn her, i swear i wouldv screamed bloody murder.

but well, she stuck it in the first time, an i starting gagging. so she swiftly took it out. fine. but that didn remove that icky woodsy taste. but then she stuck it in again, to have a second look. wow. seriously? *ack*

an now, it feels like a bunch of evil cobbler elfs visited me last night, an sand-papered my throat. i swear. it feels like its on fire.

thank gawd we didn go last night. i would'v died there an then.

my fever's down i suppose. but im still weak'ish. hate it when my hands suddenly fail me an go all numb. is that even normal?! aiks.

an i am not some whiny lil brat.

im a whiny sick brat. so my whiny'ness is justified. hmpf.

an i burnt my tongue on the porridge just now. hmpf.

*bwaaaaaaa*