sympathy please *grovel*
but yeah, i'm sick as a dog. good time for my girlfriend to go on holiday to Greece! well, it's not her fault of course. anyway, i think i'm coming down with Pfeiffer's Disease.
(do you only know it as "Kissing Disease"?)
apparently i'm a strange case. the doctor is not quite sure yet so he had me go to the hospital twice, for blood tests. i hope they know more by monday. not that it would matter a whole lot. i mean, viral diseases are not done away with simply by having some penicilline, like bacteria.
in the mean time, i'm having trouble swallowing and, and!, i'm having hives! they just come and go whenever they please, the itchy bastards. as a matter of fact, i'm having an attack as i type this and i look like some rare, white and red spotted subclass of our species. and oh god, i know i shouldn't scratch, but ... oh yeah ... it feels so good. i guess they're a side effect of the lymph nodes in my neck being swollen to proportions that made even my doctor whistle between his teeth. okay, he didn't really whistle, but he did express his surprise, twice.
last night i took some paracetamol, to see how that would work out. well, i woke up from a nightmare thinking i had pissed myself. when i finally got the lights on and some sense of reality back, which took me a full five minutes, i happily concluded that, sorry to gross you out, it was just sweat and that the books besides my bed were not wet. if it had been piss it would have meant that i had pissed on 5 different spots of my mattress, on my chest and on the back of my head. some feat that would have been. thankfully it wasn't. i did have to sleep on a towel for the rest of the night.
now, off to the shower. maybe it'll stop me from scratching. whichever way, it'll make me smell better. for the love of god!
(do you only know it as "Kissing Disease"?)
apparently i'm a strange case. the doctor is not quite sure yet so he had me go to the hospital twice, for blood tests. i hope they know more by monday. not that it would matter a whole lot. i mean, viral diseases are not done away with simply by having some penicilline, like bacteria.
in the mean time, i'm having trouble swallowing and, and!, i'm having hives! they just come and go whenever they please, the itchy bastards. as a matter of fact, i'm having an attack as i type this and i look like some rare, white and red spotted subclass of our species. and oh god, i know i shouldn't scratch, but ... oh yeah ... it feels so good. i guess they're a side effect of the lymph nodes in my neck being swollen to proportions that made even my doctor whistle between his teeth. okay, he didn't really whistle, but he did express his surprise, twice.
last night i took some paracetamol, to see how that would work out. well, i woke up from a nightmare thinking i had pissed myself. when i finally got the lights on and some sense of reality back, which took me a full five minutes, i happily concluded that, sorry to gross you out, it was just sweat and that the books besides my bed were not wet. if it had been piss it would have meant that i had pissed on 5 different spots of my mattress, on my chest and on the back of my head. some feat that would have been. thankfully it wasn't. i did have to sleep on a towel for the rest of the night.
now, off to the shower. maybe it'll stop me from scratching. whichever way, it'll make me smell better. for the love of god!