I’ve been sick with a nasty flu/cold/congestion for the last couple weeks or so. I’ve been into the health center four times in the last three weeks now. They decided it was finally time to put me on antibiotics. So I’m on a five day course of Azithromycin. If my lungs don’t clear up my Wednesday, they want me to come back in. And if I’m not feeling significantly better by next Monday, I should also come back in.
Here’s hoping to success.
Regular classes concluded on Thursday, which means that it’s time for finals. I have four finals and a project to finish up the semester.
And if that wasn’t enough, I picked up the flu. I’m running a temp around 102.4° F, body aches, can’t sleep. Yea, it pretty much sucks.
I’ve been taking acetaminophen and that seems to reduce the fever down to a manageable 99° F.
I just hope this blows over soon.
I wasn’t feeling too good yesterday, was on the verge of a cold…or so I thought. My about 11pm, I was feeling like puking (which is not a good feeling). I hit the sack a little before 12 and had the worst sleep in years. By 6am, I was feeling rather hot. I took my temp and it hit 99.1° F, which is hot for me. My normal is 97.8° F, or there abouts. It was frustrating though because my body was fighting me going to bed…I think I was a little delusional (I thought I was Josh Lyman running the Santos/McGarry campaign from The West Wing).
I decided to cancel going to my makeup chem lab, which was frustrating because I need to find another time to make that up now. I ended up sleeping until 8ish and I went into the bathroom, turned the shower on, and sat in the tub and let it fill up. I ended up taking a micro nap in the tub. I’m not quite sure how long it was, but it was long enough for the hot water tank to refill with hot water again. I got out, and went back to bed in my easy chair and slept until a little before 11. When I got up, I was feeling much much better. No temp, a bit of a cough, but I should live to fight another day.