Valentines day FAIL

I have been sick since Feb 6Th. By sick I mean the always fun, cold and cramps combo. I took the 9Th and the 10Th off. The 11Th was a half day so I pushed though it and we had the 12Th off. We also had Monday (yesterday) off, so you would think I would be well by now, two days off and then a four day weekend. But no I woke up this past Saturday with all kinds of bad things coming out of me. Poor Rob trying to figure out what to do when I am behind a closed bathroom door crying in pain. Does he enter and help? Or run and save himself? He called my mom...smart guy. I managed to be sick for Valentines day, but scored TWO boxes of chocolates from Rob. He said one box was for me and one box was for the demon inside me that yells at him once a month for clipping his toenails too loud. I got him a card that sang happy together by the turtles. I received some great fever blisters from my scorching fever a few days ago, so now I look like a leper Needless to say romance was tossed aside for a high five and a jug of purel. I was cheered up by a the card auntie Elaine sent me though, always makes me laugh. So i always complain when I am stuck at home about day time t.v. It's worse when you have a four day weekend and have to spend it in bed. Or the bathroom. I have learned tons of things: you can hide a body in tar because no one can smell it decay (thank you C.S.I re-runs) The naughty step is the best punishment (thank you super nanny) Verizon wireless and metro pcs both have maps and hate each other (thank you guy who throws the post cards) And the whole world and everyone who lives in a house is haunted by ghosts who are bad (thank you ghost hunters, paranormal state, ghost cops, haunted homes and ghost adventurers) oh and my arse falls asleep within 2 hours of laying in the fetal position crying because I can't reach the remote and Rob doesn't get home from work for 8 hours. So Since I held down a half a pancake yesterday, I figured I could go to work. I went to work and almost made it to the second period when My tummy started flip flopping. I was sent home from work and told not to come back until i am "symptom free for 24 hours." yeahhhhh more time at home....I think I have already seen EVERY made for t.v.movie starring Tori Spelling, I have paid my dues. I want to get the heck outta this house and not be sick anymore! I wanna be able to breathe outta my nose, keep for in me for longer than an hour, i want my body to not be sore anymore, I want my eye to stop leaking that gross stuff, I want to be able to kiss rob on the lips instead of high five him.....uuggghhh all this complaining has made me sleepy.