I seriouly have never felt so sick in my life.
Yesterday I felt kind of lousy, but good enough to go mountain biking at the Brant Tract while Anne was jogging. It felt great and I did about 12km or so, I though "that's all I needed" and we headed back to my parents for supper.
Then I got hit by a freight train, during the meal I started shivering and started to feel like a oozing lump of molasses. We left shortly after and by the time we got home I was shivering so badly I could hardly stand, but I collapsed into bed and didn't move. I have never not been able to control my own body before, and this episode certain knocked my ego down a notch or two. Obvously I had to watch the hockey game so my loving wife brought the TV upstairs and I watched the game in a stupor; it was a great game.
I had horrible dreams all night and was walking up every 20 minutes fighting my way back to reality. My temperature was 39.5C at one point and is still pretty high.
Today I am not quite as bad but for a splitting headache and a body that will only shuffle along at an old man's speed, but I should be better tomorrow I hope.
Anne and I have been arguing if I am more sick than she was last weekend.
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