My head feels so heavy and I have been feeling so weak and dizzy that I couldn’t get myself to get out of my bed. My phone had been ringing since I could remember but I don’t have the energy to even move an inch.
I massaged my head and tried to slowly get out of bed. This is what I hated when I am alone. I hated being sick alone. When I have fever, I would just sleep all day but if there are other symptoms, I couldn’t rest.
My world is spinning as I tried to get up but I forced myself to hold onto the wall to prevent myself from falling.
I answered my phone without even looking at who’s calling.
“Heaven,” it’s Uncle Henderson’s voice. “I have been calling you but you weren’t answering. I got nervous. Were you just sleeping?”
I took a deep breath. “Yes, Uncle. I just got up.”
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