Just Call Me Patient Zero

It looks like I've been circulating in a whole new pool of germs, and falling prey to most of them.

While writing my bio midterm last Wednesday night I started coughing and had to excuse myself in the middle of the test. I didn't think too much about it, (other than I was losing valuable minutes!) Well that cough lingered on and a severe head cold settled in. As usual, I proceeded to ignore it -- proving I am the worst patient ever (according to my nurse/sister who is staying with me, along with her husband and kids.)

I continued to drag myself through the scheduled visits with friends I had stacked up for this past long weekend, since I had dropped off the radar screen while getting ready for exams. By Monday, however, I wasn't just dragging with a cold, I turned a corner and got sicker than I've ever been in my life. I now know what "fatigue" means...not just dragging, but STOPPED. In fact, my will went with my energy and I didn't even have the strength to worry about my looming chem exam. I struggled up the 220 steps to get to the doctor, and being out in the cold air made my lungs feel like I was breathing razor blades. Fever, chills, racking cough. I think I cracked a rib from all the coughing, no lie.

Doc says its pneumonia. And whatever bug I had quickly passed to my sister, her husband and my little niece. I'm crossing my fingers that mom doesn't get it...

Just call me Patient Zero.

I've been in bed a week and now have a week's worth of school work to catch up on. Sigh. The only saving grace has been that we've had a couple of snow days, so I technically only missed 2 school days. But it is still going to be a rough go catching up.

Somehow I need to go teach myself logarithms, write up some labs, study for chem and write a psych test...sigh. Well the snow has reminded me that it's not spring (break) yet!