(Cabin) Fever

I've been down with flu for the last two days. Almost out of nowhere (well, I just thought my muscles were tense) I got fever late Saturday night, after a full day of cooking with friends. And that's what my life has been since: these 20m2, books (can't really concentrate enough to read anything serious), films (well, Totoro demands too much concentrarion from me right now... If I don't get better soon, I'll make someone rent me a full set of romantic comedies and cartoon-based action), re-reading a webcomic (http://www.questionablecontent.net/), playing mahjong and arranging everyone else to take care of all my duties. I'm developing a bad case of cabin fever, to say the least.

Luckily (I guess), I don't have an extreme case. I clearly have fever (37,5-38,7, that's about 100-102 F), but not a very high one (which would sometimes be blissfull, sinve just half a degree more, and I would be blissfully out of it). I can breathe, quite often even through my nose. I ache, but it's mostly somewhat toleralble. Mostly, I don't feel awful unless I try to do something (like go to the bathroom).

The boredom is the worst thing. I can't really do anything (especially I can't concentrate), but I can't really sleep either. So, I have 16 hours a day of continuos stream of conciousness experience. I'm getting sick and tired of my mind.

Luckily, a lot of my friends live nearby. I can call on them for help when I need something. Like more soda, returning my entries for exams on time, getting me some fast food (thanks, Dad), and doing my job in several instances. Doubtless, there will be more. Thank you all, (some in advance).

It's nice to develop small quirks when sick. My eyes are so swollen, that I actually have epicanthal folds now, giving somewhat freaked-out asian look. Other than that (actually, that involved), being down with flu is one the most unsexy conditions on the planet (well, I guess we can blame biology for that). The only benefit is, that you get endless ammount of help out of pity (and trust me, you do look pitiful), and can get out of doing anything. Absolutely anything. Also, I guess kind of a "pitifully cute" look would be possible (I've seen it sometimes), but I don't have it.

I don't really no anymore if I have fever or not at a given time. I can feel absolutely horrible with considerabyl normal body temperature (like this morning), or I can feel pretty normal-fluish with quite a bit of fever. I was honestly surprised when I looked at the thermometer last time. This gives me two indicators of my condition, one subjective and one objective. And as long as one of them tells me I'm sick, I'm not putting my nose out of this flat. Maybe, just maybe I'll have chance of getting this thing over with in less than a week (well, if I'm not okay the after tomorrow, I'll have to skip a pre-planned ferry trip to Stockholm, which would be a shame :(...).

I allowed myself to make a quick supply run for books (from the post office) and groceries today, mostly to preserve my sanity (I could have just called Mikko). Among the books (which, once again, were in a postal sack of their own... I want mass discount!) were biographies of Lenin and Stalin, Neuromancer, Lord of the Flies, The Key of Solomon the King and the Prophet. If I start making really, really weird phone calls, just ignore me. Or if I suddenly start to change my facial hair and style...

Nah, I guess I'll stop babbling and get back to watchin War and Peace (8 hours of Russian historical epoch goodness, oh yeah!).