I never made it to work on Friday. I woke up with my alarm, got up, and made a decision I just wasn’t feeling good enough to be useful at work. I called in sick and just slept for the rest of the morning. I didn’t leave my apartment all day nor evening either as I had enough food at my place to sustain me. In fact, between Thursday evening and Saturday evening, I was inside my apartment the entire time.
I feel better than I did on Friday but I’m still not 100%. I still have a mild cough and very little congestion now but the most difficult issue is my body’s inability to regulate its temperature. I’ve had chills all week. On Friday evening, I wore a down-filled jacket while inside with the heat on and only then did I feel comfortable. Normally, I’d be sweating like that. This evening, I’ve been able to shed the jacket while inside and still feel ok.
This whole incident reminds me of the great illness of March 2005. For a whole month, I was incapacitated by a cough and extremely low energy. That whole month sucked. I saw about three different doctors in that time but they couldn’t find anything specific. It took a long time for me to get healthy again. I hope that’s not the case here. I am optimistic that I’ll be ok to go to work tomorrow.