Finally, knew it was coming, there were hints, everyone else at work was sick, there was a Flu, a fever, going 'round, and I'd coughed and ignored many of the same symptoms, the thickly knotted phlegm, the wooliness in the head... But as soon as the pressure of work is off it makes itself apparent...
Fever, hot, low energy, sitting in the hot springs in Banff and they're not nearly hot enough, can't get warm, dreams, disturbed and broken up, by yesterday I'd had it, tired, exhausted, sleeping overly long, can't make it through the most simple of movies, an early bedtime, 12 hours of broken sleep, waking every three hours, bad dreams, of places I'd never been and forgotten, the dismal sense of familiarity, certain I'd survive but to what purpose? Vicks on my chest, fever, sweats, cold in my sleeping bags, hot, sweating up a storm, I need a sweat lodge, a sauna, a steam room, someplace I can be truly warm, not this shivering sweating inside the sleeping bags on my floor...
Another 2 days and life will be restored, but I need some serious resolutions to survive this upcoming year...