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04 June 2011 @ 10:34 am
I came back from Wiscon with a monster head cold lurking in my system. It started with some muscle stiffness on Wednesday, escalated into sinus congestion on Thursday, and then yesterday it blossomed into total body exhaustion, aching muscles in my back and neck, and of course the requisite sore throat and snot. I woke up with a fever this morning, so I called off of work, which I hate doing. Of course this is also the weekend my in-laws are in town.

I feel like the walking dead. I have to wonder if I am, in fact, Patient Zero in the zombie apocalypse. It's not that far fetched - I walked down the hall from the living room to the bedroom twenty minutes ago, and realized that I was doing both the shuffle and the moan of the classic undead.

The upside? Instead of traipsing around Hyde Park today with my in-laws (which I was supposed to do after work), I'm lying in an air conditioned room with my cats watching episodes of SGA on Netflix. Not the worst way to start the zombie apocalypse, I suppose.
Hepcat: Sam Dr. Badassnwhepcat on June 4th, 2011 08:02 pm (UTC)
Oh noes! I hope you feel better soon. I've had some massive sneezes but nothing worse up to this point, but you never know. It's a mystery to me why one person gets the crud and someone who's spent tons of time with them might not. (IE gwynnega and the Wischolera.)

I'll pretty much deal with anything that isn't puking on the banquet table, though.

Feel better, and yay TV and cats!

(PS, if you die, have D put spike heels on your corpse and then head for marshy ground. This is how we brainstormed nipping the zombie plague in the bud while waiting for Tarot readings.)
gwynnega on June 5th, 2011 03:49 am (UTC)
Sorry to hear you're sick! It sounds a lot like the headcold I got the year nwhepcat got the Wischolera. I hope you feel better soon...