I woke up broken.
With a cotton head and pain in the whole body.
My skin was burn, my eyes felt the pain of daylight. Felt terrible thirst, but I couldn't get up. On top of that, the food seemed poison.
I measured the temperature. Thermometer showed 38,9°...
Treacherous thermometer! Treacherous Monday! Treacherous organism!
So bad I didn't feel myself for a long long time...
Ahh.. And the weekend was SO cool!..
And ahead there where many plans and works planned!..
Almost immediately became clear that life, any, in general, will have to be cancelled for a several day. And after a few hours the parody of the hose, it became also clear that I can't cope myself.
With difficulty, but I called my mom in hope of euthanasia...but mom came with a medicine. Well, and it will fit.
Than was pangs of sleep. Than was tea with honey. Than again a sleep. And again a tea...
I don't know how much time passed in this carousel between nightmares and nightmare drinks. It seemed like a eternity!
Finally I succumbed to the persuasion (agreed, if shorter) and ate the pills.
Else few hours in the drunk, in the stuffiness and in sweat – and the sickness receded.
Exhausted, weakened, but not broken, I slowly began to return to the usual healthy routine.
Took up English, for example!..
(27.09.18 13:45)
