I wasn't going to let this keep me down forever. I beat the sickness. On Saturday night I still had a temperature of 102. I was convinced I wasn't going to get better when I really needed to. After all I did have to work today, I have no sick days left. I, the diligent worker who only used 4 sick days in his first four years have used 4 already just in my fifth year. So I drank a gallon of water in less than four hours time and basically sat there bundled up and sweat it out. Whether it's the best method or not, who knows. I'm not a doctor, and I don't play one on TV. All I know is that by 11:00 last night I was back at good ol' 98.6 and have maintained it ever since.
Do you know how hard it is to convince yourself to get better so you can go back to work? Normally I would just want to stay home and watch movies but after three days in this place I was clawing at the walls. I'm an impatient invalid. It was nice to reenter the world.
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