Ninja Flu

[deathpixie]

So, on Boxing Day I got the flu. Nothing major, a bit of a cough, seemed to be doing okay. Then yesterday? Augh. Razor blades in my throat, temperature up and down like a rollercoaster, sick as the proverbial dog. I came home from the pub early and passed out in bed, and that's where I still am.

Fortunately, we have a houseguest who does a pretty good job at looking after people, so I've had juice, meds, breakfast and entertainment, when I'm actually awake.

Which is about to end again - eyes are heavy and the body is demanding rest to fight this thing.

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[ion-duck.livejournal.com]

You and I got it at the same time. Only my body decided to crap out around 7 PM after I got home from work. Then gave me some really strange dreams. Even the dreams normal people have, grocery shopping, flashbacks to high school etc were filled with people commenting on how this portion of the dream was cliched and they expected something more creative from me. Followed by insistence that if I was only sleeping 8 hours a day my dream production team could manage it but once you pushed it to 10-12, cliche was the best you could hope for.