Friday night, against my better judgement, I went out with my sick brother. I warned him over and over and over again to stay as far away from me with his disease. Although to my best efforts, last night, I found myself rubbing my throat and realizing that I couldn't swallow properly. "Maybe just a sore throat" I thought, no need to worry, I couldn't have got sick that quick from him that quick. Sadly for me, this wasn't the case. Not only did I get sick from him, I got really sick. I've had a fever all day which has been accompanied by chills and vomiting. Not so much fun.

I've not been sick in almost two years and was trying as hard as I could to make it three. It apparently wasn't in the cards for me. I'd forgotten just how miserable it is to be sick.

Man this sucks!!