Ugh.

I don't have time to be sick.

 A wheezing cough, a pounding headache, a stuffy/runny nose, and waking up in the middle of the night with a fever and chills is not ok with me; I don't have time for it.

I tried to go to class today. Considering it's just downstairs I figured I'd be alright.

Nope.

After ten minutes of trying to pay attention my congested brain, dazed state of mind, and swimming head got the best of me.

My body felt like a lead weight as I gripped the railing and pulled myself back upstairs.

Everything ached.

I collapsed on my bed and laid there until 2:30. 

My stomach woke me up and told me that my two pieces of toast for breakfast wasn't cutting it.

I needed soup. And medicine.

So I got brave.

I loaded my pockets with tissues and decided to walk the couple blocks down to the grocery store. I wasn't sure if it was the best idea, but I was the only one in the centre, and I was hungry.

The noise of the city made my walk seem kind of surreal, but eventually I made it to Tesco without collapsing, being hit by a car, or being pick-pocketed in my dazed state.

Soup.

We don't have a stove.

I needed something microwavable.

I probably stared at the soup isle for a good 15 minutes.

Tesco had to have it. What good was a grocery store without Top Ramen? Or at least a Top Ramen equivalent. 

My staring was rewarded.

It looked promising.

So I grabbed three packs.

That was probably the best decision I made all day.

Medicine.

Extra strength cold and flu medicine is usually pretty expensive. I was expecting to pay 10 to 15 pounds for it. 

But to my surprise, all the medicine was dirt cheap! 

A bottle of Ibuprofen was 70 pence.

And my medicine was 1 pound 45.

Happiness.

I grabbed some bananas and moseyed home.

I ate my soup and took my medicine. And here I am,

 waiting for it to kick in.

That was my adventure for the day.