All through Monday, my voice was a thing of the past and the aircon inside the office exacerbated my cold. My nose was all the feature in my face that I could think of. By the time I got home, I was miserable, sore, hoarse, and starting to feel real cold. So I slept real early, but throughout the night, I kept waking up feeling hot and therefore, cold, even without the aircon running. I didn;t want to make my mom panic (which basically means I'll have to calm her down) so I didn't get my temperature read, but I was certain that I had a pretty high temperature. But by morning, I had managed to sweat out the fever, literally, but was still in no shape to go to work. So i called in sick, went to see the doc, who gave me meds which made me darn drowsy. I took the meds around 12-ish in the afternoon and didn't wake up till about 9.30pm, when mom woke me up to have some food. Yesterday was a much better day and today, I'm more or less back to normal.

I spoke to Othello yesterday afternoon for a bit, and got certain things off my chest. I don't know what effect, if any, that will have on him though... we'll see. Things there are going from bad to worse and I don't know how long anything will last. At this point, unless he changes a fair bit, I'm not even sure I want things to last. But I do love him and somewhere at the back of my mind, there is hope. But like I said, we'll see.

Work has suddenly shot into overdrive. Which ain't a bad thing per se. I just hope I'm not caught off-guard and I manage to deliver. On time.