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Mar 13, 2007 11:56

holy shit i don't wanna be sick anymore.
went out on saturday morning to help casey hawk some shit at trader's village along with some of my personal effects. we had to leave early so i got up at five. after getting to bed at somewhere around one a.m. feeling dandy.
when i got up my throat was nagging at me a little but it didn't feel like it meant business.
halfway through the afternoon, i had full blown chills and a throat that was swelling on par with something like a baking doughnut.
finally went to the doc the next day where i was told that i (with a one hundred four degree fever) was the proud owner of something particularly nasty and viral. that there was nothing to be done but wait. as if i hadn't experienced more than my fair share of that(waiting) already.
as i know it's a virus that is at present without a strict diagnosis, i've decided to dub this one ebola. mostly for several, though not many, similarities in symptom. i'll spare you the details.
i oughtta be back in the land of the living soon though.
once i'm back, anyone in range catching this transmission needs to come out and lose it a little.

dave.
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