I went to the clinic yesterday and bumped elbows with my doc, who admitted there's something doctors thought they knew but were wrong about knowing. I was asking if I would be contagious if I returned to work soon. He admitted that they thought they knew but not any more. Disheartening to think I might make others sick but heartening in having a doctor admit the truth. He prescribed rest, fluids, and two different antibiotics.
I did have a head that felt like imploding from sinus pressure, chills, laryngitis, shakes, aches, fatigue, fever, sore throat...and evil menstrual cramps all at once. Today is day two of the antiobiotics (a five day run). I already feel better. I did not go to work today, I hope to return tomorrow. It sucks because I feel like I'm wasting time. I guess I turned out to be a workaholic like my father. As evidenced by my continuing to work on Sunday with most of the aforementioned symptoms as I could feel my fever coming on and then rising. And still I was hit on by more people on a day when I had a fever and was losing my voice. Odd.
Had to leave the house for a bit today so I went to the cinema and saw Take Me Home Tonight. I needed something lighthearted. It helped some. Now I am pirating wifi from Panera and about to grab a burrito bowl from Chipotle. Then I head home and play with latex and measure my fluke up a bit.
|guo dong my new friend|
|my new bloomers|
<3 a recovering scrumpy