Now I Think I am Back
I took a couple of days off last week due to issues with leaks in my bathroom (Thursday) and observing Vanna White’s birthday (Friday). I went away for the weekend to recharge my batteries. The only problem was while I was away I had gotten violently ill. The illness had a variety of symptoms, but one at a time.
Saturday: Fever – I did not take a temperature, but judging that I woke up to the sound of an egg frying on my chest, I am guessing it was pretty high. The woman who was in the hotel room next to me said she thought I was hot, but I thought she meant in a different way.
Sunday morning: Aches – The fever broke, but my muscles felt achy in a way the body aches during a fever. I was walking like I was wearing a mummy suit (only I wasn’t going “Uhhhhhh!”)
Sunday evening: Diarrhea – It was kicking in so often, I didn’t have the time to cook a meal. It was frustrating as I went through all of my underwear.
Monday: Vomiting – I didn’t eat Sunday night, so I am baffled as to what I was throwing up and why there was so much of it.
Today – I felt better except for feeling weak from not eating I did quite a bit of eating while working. I went through a box of Fruity Pebbles in just over an hour.
My bathroom is still leaking. I will post the pictures tomorrow when I will have more time (barring illness, kidnapping, death, arrest, blackout, or 70-degree day)
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Thats nothing. I take leaks in my bathroom everyday.
Nothing wrong with people or bearmen leaking in a bathroom – that’s what bathrooms are for. Ceilings are not supposed to take leaks though.
Everyone around here has been sick except for me. Germs fear me.
Germs love me. If germs could vote, I’d be president now.