sjuk

Yes, I am, in fact, sick.

I do not know what I have caught. But it is not fun. In addition to being stuck laying around with a cracked rib and a strained thigh - which are slowly but surely healing - I now get to add being sick to the list.

I do not know how I caught whatever it is I have. Or what it is that I have caught. But it is no fun.

How dare my body let me get sick? I will have to administer a beat-down, I am sure.

This will not last. It can not last. I will defeat it.