I woke up last night around 3 wet coughing so badly it sounded like I had pnemounia. I took my temp and then went in the bathroom and spit in the sink to make sure I wasn't coughing up blood. This is excatly how my dad died. Everything was ok so I just coughed for a bit more and then slept until 8.

I felt under the weather today but more cold like then stomach like. I've been coughing and my throat and lungs feel weird and I'm tired. But I finally took a shower which is an accomplishment.

I was kinda hungry, but kinda not. Kinda wanted Chipotles. So I ate an apple and now I'm perfectly fine. Thats the kind of mindset I need to get consitently into.