It came within an hour – and after loosing 8 kg in2 days and nights it was time to see the doctor.. the flu had arrived – the real one, the one with the piggy name.. – somehow nicely imported from SE Asia I guess. It is indeed a strange feeling laying without movement in your own sweat and being scared to stand up or walk or even move. Tamiflu and 36 hours of hospital stay with drips and drops and all that stuff gave me at least my life back – at least in the form of being able to eat and drink again, realising, what is going on around me – and surely some days off to recover from that experience. Not a nice one, but it showed me once again, how fast life can turn around and from conquering the world you are squeezed into a little something happy to breathe… therefore just a brief entry.. bed is calling. 🙂 recovery time….
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