February 7th, 2008

Scorpion

plague

Yesterday, I sent M. an e-mail from work, mentioning I've been coughing off and on all day. She replies that she, too, was just starting to feel ill.

I get home, we relax, and it becomes clearly obvious that we're both sick. Sore throat, fever, soreness, coughing (for me.) I end up calling in to work, and went right back to bed, until this afternoon. And I totally don't feel any better.

This is wholly unacceptable. I rarely get sick, so I make for a pretty terrible patient when I do.

(I've also been burping, a lot. Which is funny, but odd.)

If I stay home again tomorrow, it's doctor time. Blarg.