A Woman Waiting

Portrait of a stranger at the urgent care.

(Digital)

Today I got up, did some work, and then decided to mow the lawn, despite the fact that I’m still sick after more than a week. I did it, though. I mowed that lawn. And promptly decided that I had to go to urgent care because holy God, my lungs were on fire.

Turns out it’s not actually normal to be this sick (with a temp at around 100, which I did not clock because my thermometer is faulty) for 10 days, even if I am capable of mowing the lawn. So now I’m taking antibiotics, I've taken the next couple days off work, and I have a movie list all prepared.

Ugh.

Like I said: when I get sick, I get sick.