46. Sleepy Steamroller
sleepy steamroller
Deirdre
M y alarm blares and yanks me out of my sleep.
The ringtone is excessively loud and makes me want to scream.
I’m lying in a puddle of sweat, and I’m in excruciating pain.
My body feels as if a steamroller ran over me, and I can feel the impending headache as too much sunlight shines into my bedroom window.
Somehow I manage to get out of the bed, and thankfully I’ve been wearing period underwear so I wouldn’t have another repeat since César invaded my life. There’s no way I’m going into work, so I text Brian to inform him then Darius.
My brother being overjoyed that I am taking a few days off even if I am not feeling well proves that I work entirely too damn much. There is nothing more for me to do besides read and go back to sleep. Sleep it is.