I don't know how it happens, but this sort of thing just creeps up behind you and pounces with unmitigated fury.
I feel like shit. I won't say "absolute shit", because this is going to get worse before it gets better. The tingly hurting skin has crept all over my body, I ache, I have chills, and my face is flushed. I'm going to call it quits and go home.
I'm going to freeze down this one culture that I was planning to work with for the rest of the day, and go home.
I'm going to stop at the grocery store first and pick up a horn of ginger and a bottle of rum and a couple of cans of chicken soup. Yes, that's the ticket.
*whimper*
I feel like shit. I won't say "absolute shit", because this is going to get worse before it gets better. The tingly hurting skin has crept all over my body, I ache, I have chills, and my face is flushed. I'm going to call it quits and go home.
I'm going to freeze down this one culture that I was planning to work with for the rest of the day, and go home.
I'm going to stop at the grocery store first and pick up a horn of ginger and a bottle of rum and a couple of cans of chicken soup. Yes, that's the ticket.
*whimper*
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Date: December 10th, 2003 11:48 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: December 10th, 2003 11:59 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: December 10th, 2003 12:36 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: December 10th, 2003 12:36 pm (UTC)get well soon
and I am going to shun all conventional wisdom and tell you to get completely smashed on whiskey. You'll feel much better (for a little while anyhow)
Dr. Scott
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Date: December 12th, 2003 01:31 pm (UTC)So if I don't feel better, I won't care.
I'll be good and I won't mix the rum and codeine. Yes, I will be good.
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Date: December 10th, 2003 01:23 pm (UTC)Chris xx
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Date: December 10th, 2003 01:38 pm (UTC)(Anything else would be redundant.)