Getting Better?

I hate being sick.  This one caught me by surprise.  I organized going to the Berkeley Rep to see Carrie Fisher's show.  Ten of my friends went and I was sick in bed.  I got dressed and was waiting for Sheila and Pete to pick me up.  As I was waiting, all I can think about was lying down.  I decided to stay home.  I gave them the tickets and went back to bed.   I slept for 3 hours and now I am drinking broth.
We had planned to go out right after and I didn't want to rain on their parade if I needed to go home.  It is what it is.
I feel totally alone though right now.