Whine, whine, whynge, whynge...
I hate being sick.
I hate being only partially sick, even more.
Just feel blah, headachy and muscle sore.
No real energy to do things, yet not sick enough to call in or go hide in the bed covers.
No comments allowed, cause I'm just whynging, not looking for sympathy.
I hate being only partially sick, even more.
Just feel blah, headachy and muscle sore.
No real energy to do things, yet not sick enough to call in or go hide in the bed covers.
No comments allowed, cause I'm just whynging, not looking for sympathy.