the aftermath…
…of the trip to Bulgaria is like 3 different diseases. no STDs though, haha. it sucks so bad, I basically haven’t been out of the house for 4 days now and all human connection takes place via MSN or Facebook. Jon also visits me from time to time and we make music (loads of cool stuff comin’ up) and I eat meds and move from my desk to my bed, desk - bed, desk - bed. I don’t even have the energy to walk up or down the stairs anymore.
oh and I can’t eat nor drink (only water or only with a straw) because of some weird inflammation of the mouth which makes me want to cry every time a solid OR liquid substance touches my tongue or lips.
feels like I’m dying, every day there’s a new health problem to deal with. I hope I’ll have enough strength tomorrow to go and help out at the Maritime days as I promised.
fuck this shit.
