99.7 degrees06 Feb 2004
Its such a little fever, but I can barely walk from one end of the room to the other without getting dizzy and bumping into things. I just have the sniffles and a slight sore throat. Nothing dramatic: no internal bleeding or coughing up bits of lung or anything. If I’m going to get sick, I’d rather I got SICK, really SICK, rather than this just a little bit sick, just sick enough to have to stay home from work, just sick enough not to get anything done thing. Its boring.
I’ve watched all the good stuff on the TiVo already. I’ve read all my blogs and web stuff and forums and whatnot. I’ve read a book or two. There’s not much left to do but take cold pills and sleep and have unpleasant hallucinogenic dreams. Grumble.Posted on 06 Feb 2004 • in blog-archive •