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bronwynrhI 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*
