dream_labyrinth | sick as a dog

So, Saturday I was cold. And dizzy. And every muscle hurt.
Saturday night I didn't sleep well, because I was shivering like crazy and couldn't get warm. Early Sunday morning the fever seemed to break, but I was weak as a kitten all day.
Sunday night I took a hot bath and went to bed.
I used about four packages of tissues through the night and again didn't sleep all that well because every half hour or so I had to sneeze, blow my nose, rub some lotion on the skin and try to sleep a bit again.

Today my Mum put down her foot and arranged for me to see a doctor, who gave me a sick-note for the whole week. I don't feel as horrible as yesterday, but I'm not sure whether I would be up to driving home tomorrow - it's still snowing on and off, the roads aren't cleared all that well, and in my current state it's probably just too risky.

So that means I will have to arrange for one of the coworkers to keep the library open Wednesday through Friday, and everything I need to do has to wait.
I don't usually believe in the indispensability of individuals, but there are some things I would have liked to get done these three days.
Oh well.
This gives me more time to read. I'm at the fifth book in as many days in 2009. Though things will likely slow down now that the exchange is about to start posting.