The Innovation Bug October 2, 2008
Posted by Kurt in : Classes , trackbackSo last Friday I had a sore throat and felt crappy. I was coming down with something. And while at that moment I might have been able to make it to work, I realized that before long, I wouldn’t be getting anything done, and I’d be spreading what I had around (turn out, it seems others did that for me). Before the day was out, I was realizing what a wise decision I had made. I felt awful.
Saturday, I wake up and the sore throat is gone. Completely. Instead, I had an all-day sinus headache and fever. I tried to spend a lot of time unconscious. Not a runny nose, but lots of sinus pressure. Awesome.
Sunday, sinus pressure is mostly gone, most of the pain is gone. Except now it’s migrated to my lungs. Chest congestion. Awesome. Lots of fever still. At some point between Saturdays and Sundays fever adventures, I thought of myself as Captain Water Balloon. I’d spend a while bundling as tightly as I could (head covered and all) trying to be as warm as possible… and then *bloosh*, my bed is sweat soaked when my fever breaks. I actually started paying more attention at one point so I could flip the covers off as soon as it broke. 
Monday, the fever seems mostly gone, but I’m just rundown and feeling poorly. So I figure this day is toast, call in, and figure I can rest and be back Tuesday. Ha.
Tuesday, I take out the trash, get in the shower. When I get out, before I get dressed, I am trembling and feeling awful, and my stomach is unhappy. Of course. I realize that if I’m trembling before I even get dressed, the commute is going to totally do me in, and there is no point. I call in for Tuesday.
Wednesday, finally back to work. I won’t say I’m totally over it, I’m figuring I’m going to have some minor congestion for the next week or so as my body finishes shaking it off, but I fell so much better than I did. Although by the end of the day, I usually end up feeling sicker and worn down. Which is not that unusual for any time I get something that moves into my chest.
It was interesting though, for most of the weekend, I had no interest in touching a computer. Not for anything. No looking stuff up, no games, nothing. I just wanted to be unconscious and bundled up. I actually knew I was starting to be on the mend, when I started looking things up on the internet out of idle curiosity.
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