I'm hot blooded, check it and see...
...got a fever of 100.3.
Yeah that doesn't sound as good as the original. It doesn't feel as good either.
Everything was going fine yesterday. I was getting set to do dynamis and hanging out with my friends in vent. As the run went on I laughed at something that happened over vent and I noticed my stomach hurt. The odd thing, It got worse over the next hour or so. At this point, I wanted to just finish the run and go to bed. Then Eden walked in with dinner. I wasn't enthused with the idea of eating but figured it would help. Had I known she was cooking, I would have told her to skip it. I forced about half of it down and went to go lay down.
The food became a moot point as I found myself running into the bathroom about a half hour later. Throwing up sucks. It's one of those few times where you feel like you don't have any control over your body at all. I hate that shit. I crawled back into bed and couldn't stop shivering. Eden came in, I told her what was up and we went to sleep. I woke up a few times to go to the bathroom.
Fast forward to 5:00am. We wake up and she freaks out because my forehead is burning. Check the temperature, 100.3. Drink some water, take some pills, cal the boss and collapse back into bed. We got her mom to take her into work and she left rather reluctantly, giving me a list of things I should do to get better through the day. So now, here I am. The fever is down a bit but everything is weak and everything aches. If I had to guess I'd say I got some bad food at subway yesterday. Anyway, I'm going to go kill one of the cats and crawl back into bed now.
Yeah that doesn't sound as good as the original. It doesn't feel as good either.
Everything was going fine yesterday. I was getting set to do dynamis and hanging out with my friends in vent. As the run went on I laughed at something that happened over vent and I noticed my stomach hurt. The odd thing, It got worse over the next hour or so. At this point, I wanted to just finish the run and go to bed. Then Eden walked in with dinner. I wasn't enthused with the idea of eating but figured it would help. Had I known she was cooking, I would have told her to skip it. I forced about half of it down and went to go lay down.
The food became a moot point as I found myself running into the bathroom about a half hour later. Throwing up sucks. It's one of those few times where you feel like you don't have any control over your body at all. I hate that shit. I crawled back into bed and couldn't stop shivering. Eden came in, I told her what was up and we went to sleep. I woke up a few times to go to the bathroom.
Fast forward to 5:00am. We wake up and she freaks out because my forehead is burning. Check the temperature, 100.3. Drink some water, take some pills, cal the boss and collapse back into bed. We got her mom to take her into work and she left rather reluctantly, giving me a list of things I should do to get better through the day. So now, here I am. The fever is down a bit but everything is weak and everything aches. If I had to guess I'd say I got some bad food at subway yesterday. Anyway, I'm going to go kill one of the cats and crawl back into bed now.