You know that sinus infection I was convinced I had for the 5 consecutive year? It turned out to be the fucking flu.
I was shocked. I was so determined not to have the flu that I behaved as if there is no chance in hell I can have the flu. Does this sound weird? Like I came back from Zagreb and I already told my mom that I will be gone before the weekend because I will be back at work as soon as I get some antibiotics for my sinuses. I don’t even have a thermometer with me because I started to drink some medication for the fever. Bear in mind that I knew damn well I had the fever and everything in my body hurt, from my legs to my back but I was still dead set on having a sinus infection. Luna, the doctor (obviously) decided she doesn’t have time to be ill so I just decided to go to the doctor, tell her I have a sinus infection and be on my marry way to my job with my antibiotics.
And yes, I did exactly that. My usual doctor is currently not working, so there’s like a substitute doctor. Yesterday, when I went to the doctor, there was a suspicion in our main hospital that there’s a patient with the Corona virus so the main hospital was on lockdown for some time. My sister called me and told me I need to take one of those medical masks and put it on my face because my immune system is very low and I need to protect myself from the flu and keep myself safe while I was in the doctor’s waiting room. All the while I was the flu in the waiting room.
Oh yes, fun fact, the only masks the pharmacy had were children masks so I had a white mask with teddy bears on.
I came to the doctor, all convinced that I just need her to give me an antibiotic and after I explained to her what I need, she stuck that thing in my ear and measured my temperature and people I was burning. She was just like: “Do you even know how high your fever is?”
Of course I didn’t, because I was convinced that I didn’t have a fever. So to make a long story short, I have been in bed for the last two days with a bag of pills I need to drink. I actually have an alarm that goes off at 1 in the morning when I need to drink one of them. I can’t, you guys. I hate feeling so useless and so in pain all the time. I tried to wash the dishes today and I was so dizzy that I just went straight to bed. I lost the ability to speak because my throat is just dead.
I hope this hell will end soon. Until then, please do send your Poetry Bar submission, I always have the strength to post them.
Sending love and positive vibes,