Tuesday, I left work early, feeling funky. I had an appointment and had to take a new bus to get to it. I left early, walked VERY quickly to the bus about 1 km away. Arriving at the stop, I was really hot, still feeling funky, but ok.
I thought I'd missed the bus, after waiting a number of minutes, I found-waiting 10 minutes, it showed. Typical of the bus service here--a schedule is more of guidelines...The bus driver literally drove slalom down 2 streets, I arrived and sprinted to a store to find some Ginger Ale.
Too little. Too late.
By 5 pm, I was getting sick in a strange bathroom. Once home, I fevered, vomited, was delirious and in pain. My skin hurt...my hair hurt....I haven't had a flu like this in a very, very long time.
It's now, Friday morning and I am still munching Saltines and drinking Gatorade.
I had such high hopes for work this week. I had a couple projects prep'd and ready to go--only to be flat on my back for the week. I am disappointed, but not discouraged. There is always next week.
I was really worried that I hadn't recognized my symptoms early enough and potentially gotten others sick, then disappointed people due to not getting stuffs done.
Boo.
Today, I am somewhat upright, realizing I don't have any good furniture in the living room for laying on while sick....That'll need to change and be added to my list.
I'm also learning a lot about Fake Pharma on Underworld, Inc and the Fishing Industry on Wicked Tuna. There is nothing to watch on TV.
Boo again.
No comments:
Post a Comment