*clutches head, wimpers in pain*
Mar. 8th, 2011 04:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dolorosa_12I have the worst flu in the history of flus.* Since Sunday, I've had virtually no energy. By Sunday afternoon, I was feverish and all of my bones hurt. When I got out of the shower on Monday I was so exhausted and in pain that I had to lie on the floor of my bedroom for about 10 minutes before I felt ready to go on.
I feel slightly better today, but not much. I haven't wanted to eat for the past two days, although I forced some salad and crackers down my throat last night and have been eating another salad slowly over the course of the day.
The problem is that I had far too much stuff happening today. At 8am I had to go to the doctor. At 9am I had Welsh class. At 12 I had a palaeography lecture. At 2pm I had a script history lecture. At 3pm I had a script history workshop. At 5.15pm I have the ASNaC Society AGM. At 6pm I have an hour-long rehearsal for 'Irish Week' (we're singing songs and reciting poems in Irish, so we have to practice). And that's not it. From 7pm-10pm I have to do a shift in the library. AAAARGH.
I'm exhausted and in pain, and I won't be home for another six hours. I really shouldn't have come in at all, but I can't afford to lose the money that the library shift will pay me, and hence I thought I might as well go to all the other stuff too.
Luckily my boyfriend has been wonderful. Yesterday he went to the supermarket and bought me orange juice, mineral water, honey (to put in tea)and vegetables for the salad. Entirely unpromted, he also bought caramel popcorn (not that I have any desire to eat it, but when I'm better I will). He is wonderful and I would hug him excessively if not for fear of infecting him.
My bones hurt. My head hurts. It takes me twice as long to move. Food tastes awful. Whine whine whine. I really should get over it.
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*I may be exaggerating somewhat.
I feel slightly better today, but not much. I haven't wanted to eat for the past two days, although I forced some salad and crackers down my throat last night and have been eating another salad slowly over the course of the day.
The problem is that I had far too much stuff happening today. At 8am I had to go to the doctor. At 9am I had Welsh class. At 12 I had a palaeography lecture. At 2pm I had a script history lecture. At 3pm I had a script history workshop. At 5.15pm I have the ASNaC Society AGM. At 6pm I have an hour-long rehearsal for 'Irish Week' (we're singing songs and reciting poems in Irish, so we have to practice). And that's not it. From 7pm-10pm I have to do a shift in the library. AAAARGH.
I'm exhausted and in pain, and I won't be home for another six hours. I really shouldn't have come in at all, but I can't afford to lose the money that the library shift will pay me, and hence I thought I might as well go to all the other stuff too.
Luckily my boyfriend has been wonderful. Yesterday he went to the supermarket and bought me orange juice, mineral water, honey (to put in tea)and vegetables for the salad. Entirely unpromted, he also bought caramel popcorn (not that I have any desire to eat it, but when I'm better I will). He is wonderful and I would hug him excessively if not for fear of infecting him.
My bones hurt. My head hurts. It takes me twice as long to move. Food tastes awful. Whine whine whine. I really should get over it.
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*I may be exaggerating somewhat.
