I don't feel good

I guess I am going to have to break down and go buy a thermomiter (no, I can't spell). I don't feel well, yet I want ice cream. I have not been sleeping well either. I get, what used to be called, the "Heebie Jeebies" when I try to sleep. I had to get up last night and sleep in the living room to keep from disturbing Leroy. Everytime I would nod off, while I was in bed, I would turn and slap him. Weird.