Not sure what I had but it certainly wasn't common. Thought I had made it over the hump on Wednesday but I hadn't. Went to work on Friday, left around 1 p.m. since I was sitting in my office with a coat on and resisting the urge to put a cap on. Essentially, I got straight in the bed and didn't really emerge until this morning around 9:30. Somewhere in between, I got warmer, shed two layers of clothes and started to feel somewhat human again.
For this bout, coffee did not taste good. I also had to leave Echinacea tea alone. Ditto for Ricola. I continued to down "Emergen-C" even though it started to taste bitter too.
I lost my appetite and/or slept through meals, took more ibuprofen than I've taken in a year and wondered about people who are in chronic pain. Oranges totally saved the day when I could get something down.
I missed swimming on Tuesday, weights on Wednesday and my usual rock climbing session today.
I feel as if my muscles have turned to mush.
On Wednesday, I kept thinking if I could only get out in the sun (it was 68), I'd be okay -- must have been delirium setting in because I never made it outside.
I feel as if I've rejoined the land of the living and I can't wait to get back to my regular routine.
I even had the nerve to lose weight. I will say that losing my appetite made me take a hard look at snacking habits. Okay, maybe it was a medium-hard look.
Hope you all are well...