Between 1998 and 1999 (literally, this happened over Christmas and New Years week) I came down with a flu. I'm not sure if it was a seasonal flu or what, I just remember hearing the usual anecdotal stories about everyone catching it.
I was visiting my Mom and Dad and spent the next week immobilized in my old bedroom while Dad poked his head in occasionally to check on me. Although, the condition I was in he could have just as easily sat right next to me and I never would have known. I remember there was talk of going to an emergency room but I can't remember if I went or not and if I did it didn't help. I think I was too sick to go.
One thing I do remember is that I have never been in such pain. I've never experienced such a searing fever followed instantaneously by bone aching chills as I had that week. It sounds very similar to the tales survivors of Coronavirus are telling now. All I know is I don't want to experience that ever again. In my 30's and in much better shape than I'm in now it was no joke.
Take this shit serious.
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