To expand on my earlier post, I caught something from the kids. I don't know if it was strep throat, as there are no tell-tale white blotches and my throat doesn't feel like I've been gargling with molten lava... The symptoms were definitely flu-like, with fever, heavy chills, etc. I went to bed at 4 o'clock yesterday afternoon and slept through until about 7 this morning.
I still feel like I've fallen off the back of a truck and gotten dragged behind it for several miles, with body aches and a pounding headache, but at least now I can walk around the house without 78 blankets wrapped around me, a suburban mummy warding off the evils of Orthomyxoviridae... It's been a humbling experience, to say the least - I'm used to being the guy that gets things done, and being taken out of commission so abruptly is jarring.
Now, I'll be the first to admit that I'm just a big ol' wuss when it comes to being sick. I hate it. I hate the out-of-control feeling when your body wages war against itself. I hate not being able to do the things that need to get done. I hate feeling like death warmed over. Mostly, though, I realize just how much I take for granted the normal state of things...
Shorter Jay: Being sick sucks.
That is all.
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Feel better, Jay!!
Sitting here and reading that while enduring the same symptoms, I feel for ya bro.
First time in years that I've missed work over being sick.
It nailed me too, man. Last Thursday night, hit 102, bad chills, sweats, etc. Friday I was a zombie. After 24 hours and meals of DayQuil it started turning around though. Doesn't last long, but it's wicked.
Thanks everyone. I just committed the collosal error of mistaking Tylenol kicking in for feeling better... I just went out and cleared the driveway so Mrs. G could bring The Boy to a Dr. appointment.
Ouch. Bad move...
Yuck. Hope you feel better.
Not "flu-like," Jay. Fever, chills, headache, muscle aches, complete loss of appetite -- that's flu. Classic symptoms, classic time of year for it. I had it last week, though closer to what David describes than what you're talking about.
I had this a couple of weeks ago. It might or might not be true influenza, but it still sucks none the less.
The odd part is that I lost my sense of smell and taste for about two weeks after everything else went away.
Which made cigar smoking an affectation, not a vice.
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