I’ve got an amazing full-body ache going on. I was rather ill on Sunday, to the point where I was carrying around a tupperware container that I’d nicknamed “Mister Bucket” just in case I couldn’t make it to the bathroom before another bout of vomiting hit. In some of my less rational moments, I francofied his name to “M’ssr Bouquet.”
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\nThere were a couple of times on Sunday when I thought I’d see my own feet coming out of my mouth. I did some damage to my voice too. I feel like I’m shouting when I talk at normal levels, and I’ve got this hoarse, heavy smoker quality rasp. Apparently, when I’m in the process of being ill, I make a rather disturbing roaring sound. My Fiancee described it as a demon summoning noise…<\/p>\n
I was in the full swing of the illness on Sunday and I took yesterday off work to recover. I was at the stage of illness that my Fiancee likes: ill enough to not be able to try to do things for myself. When I’m just a little sick I’m a pain, because I steadfastly refuse to be coddled.<\/p>\n
My Fiancee may be coming down with the ick too… She was feeling ill yesterday and she’s taking today off as well. I’m back at work today, but a bit boggled. My eyes aren’t focussing at 100% accuracy, and I’m a little lightheaded, but that could be lack of food. I haven’t eaten much since I had some RITZ crackers revisit me on Sunday afternoon. I may try some tea and saltines a little later. I was able to keep some nice bland rice noodles and broiled chicken breast down last night, so it’s worth a go.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I’ve got an amazing full-body ache going on. I was rather ill on Sunday, to the point where I was carrying around a tupperware container that I’d nicknamed “Mister Bucket” just in case I couldn’t make it to the bathroom … Continue reading