For all the health problems I have had, my body is an amazing thing: how it works and what it can fight off astounds me on a regular basis.
Of course, I have learned not to fight against what it needs.
Last night, after each trip to the toilet, I took an anti-diarrheal pill (as is indicated by the instructions)… As soon as the chills showed up, I went to bed, fully dressed in trousers, socks and heavy sweater, buried beneath every blanket I own. That was 7pm. I just awoke a few minutes ago.
Honestly? I feel like I have been hit by a truck, but the chills and tremors and fever and gurgling stomach are gone.
*whew*
Thank you all for the well-wishes.
*smooch*
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