I’m surprised I’ve made it this far. I woke up sick, I’ve been feeling ill all day. Considering “all day” is roughly three hours, it still feels like it’s been an eternity. I have chest pains. I feel like I am going to throw up at any minute. I have an appointment with Doc Dan, because my extensive tests are in, but that won’t be for another six hours. I don’t know if I can hang in that long. I have to. Working in this condition really sucks. I wish there was something I could do, but my boss told me that unless I pass out, I can’t go home. I wonder if that applies if I puke? It’s not like there’s any work to do. We’re just hanging out, doing reports, and waiting for something to come in. For the first time that I have had this job, we’re not bogged down with crime case evidence. One of my co-workers joked that we solved all the crimes in town. Right. I’m sure we did.

Think happy thoughts for me. I will get through this!