I’m still feeling crappy. Intermittent fever and sinus allergies have ruled the last couple of days for me. This morning I thought it was all gone after such a hard sleep, but it came back. So I took a good nasal flush with a few drops of hydrogen peroxide solution to make sure there could be no infection in the sinus cavities.
There was no stomach troubles of note, but it just a lot like clinical depression. I didn’t want to do anything, I was dead tired all the time, and still rather sore from my last workout Friday. That’s because the muscles weren’t allowed to recover, since all the food was going to fight this thing. I lost a few pounds; oddly, it was the fat weight, because I look like I made it to the gym today and burned off bit more.
Depression is very familiar ground with me. It’s part of my psychic structure. I wasn’t even grouchy, just didn’t feel anything much at all. I suppose I can blame my DNA for both the depression tendency and for the allergies; I’ve always had both in fair measure since I can remember. The one thing that has completely disappeared is the suicidal thoughts. Then again, just a couple of generations back I would have been dead already because there simply was no good treatment for sinus infections. In my youth, it was all complicated with constant ear infections.
Oddly, now that I’ve already come to terms with my morality, I’m unlikely to think about killing myself.
The fever broke a little while ago; we’ll see if it stays gone.
