in the middle of a great surf trip...instead...
I am slowly recovering from the flu, not just any flu but the real flu.
Took a bit ill Tuesday, Wednesday morning I had a fever of 103, 104.8 Wednesday night.
Off to the hospital.
Let me out yesterday with lots of drugs.
Never figured out exactly what I have but most likely the flu. Between bouts of bone jarring shivers and high fevers, life is good.
Not.
Oh well.
I am alive.
I am alive.
Tentative plans set for Monday.
I hope so.
But my body says 'wishful thinking'.
Take care of yourselves kiddies.
Back to bed.
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