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Tuesday, 10 February 2009

Two days of rest

This is what the good doc advises. I have been suffering uncharacteristically and immensely since Saturday with various things. Finally when the head felt fit to burst yesterday I went to the doctor. It was a high-ish fever (stupid of me not to recognise that - but I asked that child of mine who insisted there was no fever; the maid said her hand was wet so could not tell, finally the cook came up at five pm and declared it as fever). I could only lie down the whole entire day, occasionally shivering. I did crocin and ice-pack (how easy!) late in the evening and felt better though still weak. I am on a diet of electral and crocin and Becosules and thankfully no antibiotics (yet! he says ominously). The question is this: Should I manage the 9:30 class somehow?

Anyway two days later lets see what happens to me.

How do you test for fever if you are alone?
DUH its called a thermometer. Wonder where mine is!

Edited to add:

Peoples, I don't know what is happening in the comments. I have not been checking often either. Apologies. I have typhoid. The two weeks of fever have rendered me completely weak. I am able to finally walk (!) today. I know. Sounds ridiculous. You should see me though. I look like a rag. Worse than ever. But into every life some sun must shine. And it will soon. We will get back to our friendly banter just as soon as the letters stop dancing in front of my antibiotic-filled eyes. You guys go have fun. And please, don't drink or eat random things (not that I do, which is why its strange I should get typhoid. But life is not always logical now is it?).

love you all.