Michelangelo sibyl from the Sistine Chapel

 

a warning sign

I should have known that the diarrhea was a sign of worse things for me. That whole incident was very unusual for me, but I didn't see it as a warning. I had thought that it was an isolated event, but I was wrong. Today my whole body ached when I woke up. My joints were stiff and whenever I moved I felt a little woozy. Then to complete the package I couldn't breathe, which is what probably woke me up in the first place. I wanted to go back to sleep as soon as I stood up, but I felt so awful that I couldn't. It wasn't until after I drank massive amounts of water and opened some windows that I was able to sleep again. There were a few false starts, but in the end I managed to get some solid sleep early this evening before I went into work.

I suppose I could be thankful that my weekend is here so that I don't have to suffer at work. Nothing is worse than having to pretend that you feel fine, when all that you really want to do is be curled up in bed for days. Instead of staring at computer monitors for hours, I'll be able to linger around the house slipping in and out of sleep whenever I feel like it. Then in those moments when I am coherent enough, I'll be able to start reading my latest purchases from Amazon that arrived last Friday. Besides from what I saw on the weather forecast, I won't be missing that much outside anyway.

Now all that I have to do is figure out a way to get rid of this dull aching halo inside of my head.

 
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