Last night I went for a run, ate a healthy dinner and did some cleaning around the apartment. On a FRIDAY night. Yes, I'm scared that the universe is about to explode too.
I am breaking in my new pair of shoes, so I only made it about 5km before having to stop due to the sharp stabbing pain in my right foot. Took off the shoe to discover one of the biggest blisters ever. Awesome. In addition, I've woken up this morning with a sore throat and nasty cough, and have absolutely no medicine to combat either. So my original plan of exploring a bit more of Shanghai has kind of gone out the window. My plan now is:
1. Hobble down the road and buy drugs. Lots of drugs.
2. Hobble slightly further to the big shopping centre to buy myself a DVD player.
3. Watch DVDs all day long and will my body to shake off this sickness so that I can still go out somewhere tonight and gas on (I'm still keeping my priorities in order).
I'll keep you updated.
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Saturday, March 7, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Blarg
Blarg. That about sums up how I've been feeling for the past two days.
I started developing some flu-like symptoms last Friday, and went to a pharmacy after work to get some medicine to try to ward off whatever I was catching. I spent the entire weekend in the apartment sleeping a lot and loading up on the cold & flu tablets trying to avoid getting sick. On Sunday night I made myself a tuna casserole, which tasted delicious at the time (it's one of the few dishes I actually make well), and I put the leftovers in a container in the fridge for a meal the next day. Monday passed without incident, and I polished off the rest of the casserole that evening. That's when things went downhill.
I woke up at about 1am feeling flushed, and my bowels told me that I'd better make it to the bathroom in record time. I spent the remainder of the night on and off the toilet, and had Tuesday off as a result. Unfortunately, my condition didn't really improve at all on Tuesday, and I spent most of the day on the couch in a cold sweat with my stomach making the sort of noises that I expect a volcano does just before erupting. I got practically no sleep at all last night, which led to me having today off as well.
Around noon today things took a turn for the better - I started vomiting. While this may not sound that good, it seems like it got all the bad stuff out of my system, as I'm now feeling (marginally) better than I was before. I'm hoping to get a decent night's sleep and get back to work tomorrow. Sooner or later I may even eat something.
This whole being sick without being hungover thing doesn't happen to me all that often. I think I actually prefer the hangover version.
I started developing some flu-like symptoms last Friday, and went to a pharmacy after work to get some medicine to try to ward off whatever I was catching. I spent the entire weekend in the apartment sleeping a lot and loading up on the cold & flu tablets trying to avoid getting sick. On Sunday night I made myself a tuna casserole, which tasted delicious at the time (it's one of the few dishes I actually make well), and I put the leftovers in a container in the fridge for a meal the next day. Monday passed without incident, and I polished off the rest of the casserole that evening. That's when things went downhill.
I woke up at about 1am feeling flushed, and my bowels told me that I'd better make it to the bathroom in record time. I spent the remainder of the night on and off the toilet, and had Tuesday off as a result. Unfortunately, my condition didn't really improve at all on Tuesday, and I spent most of the day on the couch in a cold sweat with my stomach making the sort of noises that I expect a volcano does just before erupting. I got practically no sleep at all last night, which led to me having today off as well.
Around noon today things took a turn for the better - I started vomiting. While this may not sound that good, it seems like it got all the bad stuff out of my system, as I'm now feeling (marginally) better than I was before. I'm hoping to get a decent night's sleep and get back to work tomorrow. Sooner or later I may even eat something.
This whole being sick without being hungover thing doesn't happen to me all that often. I think I actually prefer the hangover version.
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