Ditto. Except that it was my industrial and I wasn't making any noise. Just feeling as though someone was trying to stab an icepick through my ear. At one point I dreamt that I was at a hospital having it taken care of. I think my subconscious was trying to tell me something.
Get better soon! (Like, say, before you spend 5h on a plane enroute to SEA next month!)
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Either way, I am awake, its 10AM and I am at school sitting with a stuffed up face, a sore throat and an aching back.... oh the joys of being alive.
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why the hell is my body so fragile. jeebus.
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Get better soon! (Like, say, before you spend 5h on a plane enroute to SEA next month!)