Sick

I don't do sick. In the four or five years that I've worked previously, I can only remember me getting sick thrice. Thrice in five years!

And now this.

I have to let my dad drive us from Lola's last night because I was beginning to feel pain in my joints. Like they were rubber that I have no control over. I was sneezing constantly in tissue paper because my nose is already running. When I took my meds last night, it made me feel better so I turned on my two electric fans and slept.

Pretty soon I was wrapped in my blanket with only one fan running low and I can still feel the chills. This did not bode well for the next day. Today.

I woke up this morning with a pounding headache, running nose, joints aching and high fever. Gah!

After three sets of medication (for colds, and for fever), probably 5 bottles of water aside from mealtimes, and around 6 hours of sleep (during daytime!) I'm finally feeling a little bit better. I'm still a little out of it, but I can already type and sit in front of my PC without feeling like someone is hammering my head.

And I really hate being sick.