Weekend Pains

I'm sort of going to make this post spanning over the last few days. Thursday morning I woke up feeling nauseous with a headache and sore throat, regular cold slash flu sympotoms right? I stayed home most of the day and wasn't planning on going out until my grandparents showed up expecting to see me play at the basketball game. They found out I was sick on their way over so they didn't plan on staying to actually watch the game (Thinking I wouldn't go). I went to the game despite my Cold slash Flu, I don't know if it was a good idea or not. Friday morning I woke up with a very withered voice, I had a hoarse tone and could barely speak. By the end of the day on Friday my voice was nearly gone. Saturday morning I woke up and found out I could only speak in a whisper. Everyone was out of the house an for some reason everyone in the world decided to call me. Do you know how hard it is to speak to someone over the phone without a voice? It's pretty hard, I was straining myself just to get out a few audible words. I went to go get my letter jacket, something I've been putting off but wouldn't you know it, the store was closed. My dad called me while I was in the area and asked me to come look at cars with him. None of the vehicles we scoped out had a particular appeal to me. Dinner time showed up a little late and I was in the mood for sushi. I didn't have a cucumber in the fridge so I drove to my friendly neighborhood Wal-mart to pick one up. On my way out I had a tiny chat with my pal Bailie and we both went on our ways. It was around two in the morning on Sunday that I woke from my slumber in a coughing fit, fell off my bed, rolled to my trash can, and started dry-heaving. I coughed for a few minutes straight hunched over the toilet struggling to get in tiny breathes, I'm surprised no one heard me dying. Currently I am unable to fall back asleep so I'm sitting here in bed typing a new Saturday Update and watching my favorite movie of all time, I am Number Four.