The state of my legs. I have this stupid habit of picking at them, not letting them heal - although since getting sick Thursday with the fever, cough, headaches, and body pain I’ve stopped doing that and used Iodine to dry the wounds, and trying to keep feet moisturizer on the feet too. If my fever is still high tomorrow I’m thinking of going to the hospital.
My right arm is also bad as I’ve picked at where I had IV and needle holes from antibiotics therapy I had last year as well as from when I had blood drawn.
I want to feel better. But so exhausted. Can’t concentrate on anything which is feeding my anxious depression. I wrote my teachers just now. Have one more to reach out to. I’ll email my doctor maybe tonight in case I sleep all day. Mum and I had some horrible yelling matches yesterday cause I am not getting anything done. She was sick too and I think I caught this from her… she says she still got work done when she was sick, which is true, but I can’t lie it feeds my own negativity about myself. I hate when we fight. It breaks my heart.
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