I shouldn't be posting since I just chugged a neo citran and am having a hard time stringing sentences together - but here I am. Every time I am sick - I think about the time I vacationed in the Philippines in 2002 - basically a billion years ago. Anyways - I got the sickest I have ever been in my life there. I remember sitting in our room freezing and hallucinating - I think I had a temp of 39.5 degrees or something. The temperatures there were in the 100's and I was all bundled up in a sweater, jeans, and socks. It got to the point that I had to go to some sketchy clinic on the Island we were staying on and get some sort of shot to break the fever - and then an ice bath. At the time they thought I had dengue fever. I had never heard of it before. But they thought they'd have to keep me for a few days - my flight was scheduled to leave the following day. I slightly freaked out - but was relieved they cured my fever - so I was almost OK with the decision. Turns out I was just dehydrated. Too much fun in the sun. What a rookie mistake. I've learned my lesson.
I try to use that moment as my sickness threshold - like I can't complain until I am that sick. It never works because seriously the moment I get a sniffle I turn into a huge baby. It's moments when I am really sick - and don't complain - that's when I know it's serious. Anyways - this cold (or flu) that I have know - it's nothing - I am just being a big whiny baby. It's allowed right? Right! Thanks!
Besides being plagued with illness - this is what's been going on here.