The story goes as is:
I was in the library until 10:58 A.M. Before that, when the clock struck past 10, I started feeling loopy. I let it slide until it got to the point where I was shivering. The library was pretty warm but I was freezing for no reason. I wanted to wear a coat but in my opinion, things become a little tough when I wear a coat. So I managed to survive the day freezing. The same thing happened when I got home. It was raining today and cold so it was quite obvious as to why I was freezing. Clearly, the reason why I was shivering was because my body was fighting a bacterial infection and as we speak, I am still shivering. I took a shower but I can't take a shower in hot water, I had to make it not too hot and not too cold. My cough is uncontrollable and before my shower, I almost kind of lost my voice and can only speak in whispers. My eyes are still acting like they want to close. I drank lemonade and pomegranate juice and one thing I can say is that I consume a little more sugar than usual when I'm sick. I ate some garlic soup but each time I put the soup in my mouth, I felt a little nauseous but didn't throw up. Anyways, I checked my temperature and it was at 100 F, no more no less. I checked the second time and I believe it was at 99.7 F or maybe 97 F. I'm drinking lavender chamomile tea, which has probiotics that are good for digestion.
Coming home, I noticed a drawing in my room. My dad drew a chicken and 6 baby chickens. I love it so much I'll cherish it forever. Looking at the photo now, this bring tears to my eyes. I love my dad so much.
