Infectious Disease
What I currently have is a viral infection. Had it been bacterial I would have been prescribed something to at least alleviate the symptoms. But all I got was cough medicine… the type that will get you drunk and drowsy. I guess it’s better than nothing.
It all started on Dec 5, 2011… on a Monday. That was the Day I worked a full day of work. 8:30 – 5:30, went straight to band practice, then Sta Monica where I stayed until 4:00am. I didn’t get any shut eye until 4:30am.
2 hours later my alarm goes off… Time to work yet another full shift at work. 8:30-5:30, and just when I thought I was done I had errands to run that left me no choice but to drive around in traffic adding another hour and a half to putting my body’s desire to just go home and sleep ON HOLD.
AND that is how it began. It was only TUESDAY and I’ve lowered my immune system.
Friday Dec 09, 2011: Swallowing hurt more than getting a tattoo…
Every hour from then brought new symptoms. I found myself with swollen lymph nodes, jaw pain, pounding head aches, and the worse, RED EYES.
This is when I had the hunch… I was TURNING… I MUST HAVE CAUGHT THE VIRUS.
I decided to fight it…
I stayed in bed watching all of season 1 of THE WALKING DEAD. Drank lots of fluids.
Benzo got me soup, a love note, and many more… he seems to be immune to the virus. For his sake, I hope he is…
I’ve also received care packages from a few friends and family….When you feel this sick, it’s always nice to have their support and well wishes.
at this point, I was happy to learn that I still crave for sweets…
…rather than flesh
The overall pain I was feeling began to worry me. I decided it was time to stop guessing and see a doctor. Besides, Web MD didn’t have much information about symptoms when you’re turning into a Zombie… I was better off watching more flicks like, Dawn of the Dead.
So I did…
My hunch was true. I am INFECTED!
There is no cure for this virus. All I have to do is avoid the masses and hope I can fight it off…
For now, I’ve instructed the fiercest creature I know, My DOG, to keep an eye on me. Not to let me escape. Not to let the Virus spread. So far as you can see on the next photo, she’s been doing a great job.
That’s her on ATTACK mode.
Oh, and that’s one of my two bruises from getting blood drawn from me @ the lab.
So far, I think I’m fighting off this Virus okay. If not, you might see me around as a “Walker”
remember… “shoot ‘em in the head”
