It’s two days before Paris and I’m sick. UGH. Not to be all negative nancy or anything but…what the hell! My roommates and every single other person at school has been sick for a week or so, and (until now) I haven’t. For a week, I’ve kept my toothbrush in my bedroom instead of the bathroom so it doesn’t touch theirs, I’ve drank three liters of water a day (including airborne, of course) and rinsed all my dishes thoroughly before using them – just in CASE one of their germs had crept its way into my things. Paranoid much? Nah, just super excited for Paris and hoping that I wouldn’t get sick two days before leaving. And so here we are – fever, chills, sore throat… the works. With only a handful of American ibuprofen left. What to do! I guess be positive, which after a few episodes of Gilmore Girls, I’m being. Drinking tea, wet clothes on my forehead, I’m doing it all and just praying that this will pass before my 8:00 flight on Saturday. I refuse to let this stupid sickness get in the way of an awesome week in Paris. Sorry for the whiny rant, but being sick stinks and I don’t think I’ve had a fever in like ten years. Must be the water over here or something.
So, seeing the English-speaking doc tomorrow and hoping I have strep so he just hand me the antibiotics and get it over with! Well, not really hoping…just hoping I can be cured real quick. Being positive! I will be getting on that plane Saturday no matter what and you will all hear from me soon enough with the update – surely saying that I am healthy and packing for Paris. France here I come!
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