The past week, I have been catching up on all the work I missed when I was sick. I realize I can’t take another sick day as I finish my work. I am missing so much work it’s not even comedic. We are in chapter 4 of AP World, and I haven’t done notes on 3.1 yet. I have two SARs and a whole essay to write, as well as the outline. All of this is from a book I did not read. I tried to read the book but I have a short attention span, and this is the worst book too. My brothers were doubting how actually sick I was and this deeply angered me. I was literally on my deathbed. I had a 104 fever for 3 days and slept around 3 hours a night. I couldn’t lie down because I would get so congested I felt like i couldn’t breathe. I went to the ER to get tested for strep throat and the flu and they both came back negative as well as my covid test. The other people in the ER looked rough like i felt on my deathbed but these people made me feel better. One girl had like no hair and said she had been feeling sick to her stomach and wanted to get tested for E. coli and salmonella. In this waiting room while my mom filled out endless paperwork I listened to the stories of the people in their and am grateful for being healthy now.

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