I don't like being sick.
I hate going to the doctor when I am sick.
Today I will go to the doctor.
I should have gone yesterday
but I always convince myself
that the doctor will think I am just being a baby.
Since Wednesday, I have had fever, chills
and now a deep chest cough.
It is time to go get antibiotics.
I know my mom was sympathetic when I was sick.
So why do I always convince myself that people will
think I am a weenie and faking it?
It doesn't even make sense.
I keep hoping I will wake up and not be achy all over.
Urgent Care here I come.
Praying for a new me tomorrow.