Growing Pains and Body Aches

I’m never homesick down here in So-Cal, until I actually get sick, then living far away sucks.
I came home from work at noon today and had a 100 degree fever. I feel awful. After taking some Theraflu I slept all afternoon. I woke up and am faced with the same sick scenario, “Someone make me some soup!” The pups just look up like, “I want some soup!” Ugh. Long gone are the days of my mom bringing me some soup, maybe a book, and some goodies. My dad would always bring me Gatorade (his secret sick elixir), Theraflu, and some throat lozenges. Now, I sit here all pathetic crying in my fake sick cry to my pups and no one to bring me some secret remedies.
So, I put my big girl britches on and went to Ralphs. I got all the items needed for a weekend holed up in the house (even threw in some Milano cookies just for self pity). I’ve got the wii (my new neighbor friend Derek and I set it up last night in the nick of time) which I will hopefully feel up to playing this weekend after the fever is gone. Till then, I am keeping my fingers crossed that “Max” my buddy that I borrow wireless internet from, sticks around all weekend so I can watch some Netflix movies in my instant cue while snuggling under the blankets with the pups. Humph. I guess it can’t be rainbows and butterflies, and yacht trips and parties all the time right?
Cheers! *clangs glass of Theraflu to your fun beverage*