Every time I get sick, I feel like I’m in some kind of alien experience. I pretty much end up being confined to the bed for days on end and then when I finally get up and about, there’s brain fog or just this bizarre sensation like I’ve left the world for a long time. And when I finally start getting back to normalcy, it’s as if my body has forgotten what feeling healthy was like. It’s a very strange experience even though being out of sorts for a week is still a relatively short period of time. I really wonder what it’s like for people who are chronically ill, you know? To be in a shitty physical state perpetually? Ugh. It must really feel awful, not to mention socially isolating.

So I finished my 5-day treatment of Tamiflu on Saturday, and the fever and night sweats finally stopped, which I believe means I’m no longer contagious. Still, I have a lingering cough with crap deep down in there, so that’s kinda gross. What can I say, another bout with sickness, another toll on this weak body of mine. So much for starting the new year off strong.

Note to self for next time: don’t make wellness appointments in the middle of flu season. I know the flu shot I got that first week of January isn’t what made me sick, but surely, I was exposed to other strains when I was at the hospital. Incidentally, I talked to the doctor again about my propensity for illness, and she just brushed it off. Said that she herself gets sick a lot, and REALLY sick, but it has nothing to do with a weak/abnormal immune system. It’s more just exposure and poor hygiene practices? I dunno. I got my blood work checked recently and she swears it’s all fine. Ok. Guess I gotta trust.