TGIF! I don't really get sick, but every five years or so, I get infected with some kind of ratchet cooties, and subsequently sentenced to the confines of what I just know is my deathbed.
It was that bad, and in hindsight wearing this lace skirt paired with only a sweater, leather jacket, scarf, and bootie on an unexpectedly colder than normal day definitely didn't help.
I literally didn't eat for three days, not counting all the medication I was taking to fight off my dark passenger.
If it wasn't for my gluttonous ways over Thanksgiving I wouldn't have had the bounty of fat reserves to get me through my lack of appetite.
That little Thanksgiving foodbaby seriously kept me from the bright light. It could've went so differently had I not had that second helping of candied yams.
I mean, I'm still not anywhere close to 100 percent, but I'm no longer laying lifelessly in bed, and it's not even by choice or subsequent to some kind of magic. For that I'm grateful.
Enjoy your weekend! Thanks for stopping by<3