Crawling Back from the Abyss
One time, I woke up and thought I was in Miami. Another, I imagined a fictitious mathematical formula and spent hours dreaming up a solution. The rest of the time, when I wasn't hallucinating, I was doped up out of my mind watching a steady stream of bad movies on HBO. Ever since last Wednesday morning, I've been one sick puppy.
I woke up Wednesday feeling fuzzy, tingly, and a little wobbly. My throat felt...off. I wasn't hungry, or interested in coffee. I couldn't type. I could barely open a web browser. I finally gave up.
By early afternoon I was laying on the couch, ice cold, feeling the alien grow in my throat. I faded in an out of consciousness, awoken periodically by some TV commercial. The alien grew from my throat to my stomach, and by late afternoon I was laying on the fuzzy white bathroom mat, staring at the underside of the sink.
My wife returned home with that stunned facial expression dog owners make when discovering their couch and slippers chewed to bits. I was a mess.
Today, my body actually aches from 5 days of total inactivity, but in general I'm feeling a bit more alive. Slowly, surely.
Comments
Get well soon!
Posted by: Doug H. at June 3, 2002 10:29 AM
Wow! I wondered where you'd been. Hope you feel better soon!
Posted by: Bob at June 3, 2002 10:57 AM
ive been sitting here waiting for an update for 3 days straight.
thank god.
Posted by: circles at June 3, 2002 7:37 PM
Hope you're feeling better now. What was it, some kind of virus? That nasty Klez thing has been going around and around. Remember not to open any unsolicited attachments!
Posted by: James at June 3, 2002 10:49 PM
