There’s been this mild flu bug going around work for about a month. I was all smug because I hadn’t caught it yet. Then on Tuesday, I woke up with the first sign: a sore throat. The kind of sore throat you get when you’ve snored a little too much for a little too long the night before. Then you get sinus aches, quickly followed by tiredness, headaches and a sniffley nose.
Up until Wednesday evening, I felt fine; slight cold coming, no problem. Woke up Thursday feeling rather “icky”. By the end of the evening, I had to go home early because I felt really bad and absolutely knackered.
As melodramatic as it sounds, I woke up on Friday wanting to die; every inch of my body hurt. I got to work and, half an hour later, went back home again. I collapsed in bed at ten and was woken up at about half one because Myke phoned me, wanting to know if I was still breathing and stuff. (I was but barely – my nose was totally blocked.)
Other than what I’ve just written, I don’t remember what happened on Friday and that’s kinda scary.
I got myself up early this morning and into the city centre because I only had like, TWO presents to get and FIVE cards and THAT’S IT! Christmas shopping = done!
Well, that was a bloody mistake. I got in town at about twenty to ten and finished at around half eleven, so I wasn’t in a LONG time. And I wouldn’t have been in for so long but MY GOD, THE QUEUES.
(Like, Woolworths is closing down and currently has a 50% off sale. I was in there for ten, so it’s still pretty early – the shop has only been open for about an hour. As I walked in, I saw that the queue stretched from one side of the shop to the other.)
Anyway. By the time I was walking to the bus stop to catch the bus home, my head was hurting, my eyes were hurting, my lips were hurting where the skin’s all split (it hurts to TALK), my neck, throat, shoulders, arms, torso, sides, hands, legs, feet and every other part of me were hurting to a point where I wanted to lie down and die or something. But none of this pain was anywhere near as bad as my back.
So yes, lots of pain. I did a bad thing for my poor liver and took two paracetamol, followed by two “fast-acting” ibuprofen and that only took the edge off the pain. :\
I paid for my little excursion today but it was worth it – I don’t have to worry about Christmas anymore. 
Now if you don’t mind, I’m going to go and collapse in bed again.
