Chained in the Snow

I feel chained to the wall (Hence the title). I'm stuck here at my place and I can't help the one I care about. She's getting taunted and yelled at because she didn't do anything yesterday, but I think she has a pretty good excuse which is not being able to feel her toes!!
*breathes* I'm stuck here in this place covered by snow (which I love snow) but right now it feels like a prison. A prison's cold bars and the food is not what you want. All I can do is be here for when she needs me. . .all I can do is sit and wait for the possibility of talking to her again soon. . .and the hopes my work can keep my lonely mind from straying to the fact I'm a solo prisoner in this hell of mine.

*Achoo*

Ugh I hate being sick. I get a headache, my nose starts running off my face. My throat goes dry and my cough sounds not even human at some points. It was really bad on Saturday, I mean bad enough I dropped a 7 and a half hour shift because I couldn't really crawl out of bed. The next day wasn't much better and I finally made it to the store for some medicine and beat it into submission.
Now I'm stuck with a slight cough and my nose stuffed up to my skull with phlegm. But I will not let it win. It may be the worst I'd felt in a while but I can't let it bother me.
Classes have started up again and I'm glad I'm feeling better at the start of them.
Now I just need my books and for someone to tell me what's going on with foodstamps!!!