what happened to amischwab

so it has been awhile since i've posted and not that anyone particularly cares, but i've had one hell of a weekend. let's review:

thursday afternoon: started coughing. oh well, getting a little cold, no big deal.

friday morning: shit, every part of my body aches. maybe i will not go into work until noon.

friday noon: no, that's not happening. "rachel, bring the sick supplies!"

friday 2pm: sick supplies will not stay down. perhaps should seek medical treatment.

friday 2:10pm to 3:10pm: ON HOLD with kaiser. yes ON HOLD the entire time. approaching hysteria.

friday 3:15pm: yes, you CAN go to the doctor.

friday 3:40pm: arrive at doctor's office. ordered to put on a mask. now i feel like a lepar (sp?)/like michael jackson/someone in hong kong during SARS but wishing i had hello kitty or burberry nova check at least on the mask.

friday 4:10pm: almost passed out in the waiting room, finally allowed to see nurse practioner. vital signs: heart rate 120 (normally 60 for me), BP is 110/50 (normally 120/70 for me).

friday 4:30pm: informed i have the flu and that i am severely dehydrated and that i will now be put on an IV and pumped with 5 litres of fluid.

friday 6:30pm: finally have taken all the fluid. BP is up to 140/80. receive anti-nausea prescription (believe me, you do not want me to go into that).

rest of weekend: passed out on nyquil on bed. dependent on friends for sustenance of gatorade and chicken noodle soup.

sunday evening: awake from nyquil-enduced coma in time to watch the seahawks lose the superbowl. v. sad, even though i just started caring about american footbal about a month ago.

today: feeling a little better. am able to come to campus to send e-mail to professors begging for extensions on mid-terms.

i never want to be sick again. last time i was sick was when i had my appendix out three years ago and at least then i could just take tons of pain medication and i had my mutti.