My fever is finally down after I've been wrestling with it for like almost 2 days. up and down, up and down. like a roller coaster, finally put the fire out last night where it stayed calm at 37+. The bad part is my throat hurts like mad. Drink water and it's someone light a lighter up your throat and the sensation even reaches to my ears. FML.
I'm going to see a doctor again soon to (hopefully) extend my rest at home. I'm so no booking in with such a painful throat. I can't even eat anything, or drink anything. and I feel weak from having my brain roasted with 40 degree fever over the past 2 days. I need rest! now this is genuine.
But with all the time in bed made me think a lot. at times if i could have a good meal without gulping fragments of pain along with it would make me really really pleased. i realize i have tons of things I wanna do and I can't, which gives me the "damn I'm so gonna do them when I recover". Granted, fitness momentum is definitely down and probably I'll start again this week. YES, I'm afraid already. the last thing i want is a rebound fever. My meaning in life-recover first, think later.
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