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Had trouble regulating my body temperature all day yesterday. Too hot, way too hot. Heart pounding, dizzy, lights too bright, sound too loud, too hot. Everything was a bit wonky yesterday.
By the time I went to sleep last night, my throat hurt (but I figured that was because I had been congested all day because I hadn't had my allergy pills for almost a week and there was sinus drainage - gross, I know).
I woke up at some point during the night, covered in sweat, and shivering and still sort of hot in places and thought, "Oh good, my fever broke."
That's right, the fever I didn't even know I'd had up until then. Probably had had most of the day.
My throat is raw - what all the barfing over the last few days had begun, this cold or whatever the heck it is has completed - and my voice is pretty much non-existent. It's all pops and squeaks and high octave growls.
On the bright side, at least I'm not currently puking (knock on wood) and my blood sugar is still in the normal for me range so far, and I don't have to leave the house until Tuesday or Wednesday if I don't want to.
I am a week behind on the exchange so I may end up dragging the laptop into bed with me and reading, but then again, I may just stay propped up in this chair, asking Captain to bring me juice and throat lozenges and looking all-around-pathetic.
By the time I went to sleep last night, my throat hurt (but I figured that was because I had been congested all day because I hadn't had my allergy pills for almost a week and there was sinus drainage - gross, I know).
I woke up at some point during the night, covered in sweat, and shivering and still sort of hot in places and thought, "Oh good, my fever broke."
That's right, the fever I didn't even know I'd had up until then. Probably had had most of the day.
My throat is raw - what all the barfing over the last few days had begun, this cold or whatever the heck it is has completed - and my voice is pretty much non-existent. It's all pops and squeaks and high octave growls.
On the bright side, at least I'm not currently puking (knock on wood) and my blood sugar is still in the normal for me range so far, and I don't have to leave the house until Tuesday or Wednesday if I don't want to.
I am a week behind on the exchange so I may end up dragging the laptop into bed with me and reading, but then again, I may just stay propped up in this chair, asking Captain to bring me juice and throat lozenges and looking all-around-pathetic.
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