Feeling like a wet rag, wrung out.
I can’t remember the last time I felt so ill. Days of fevers through the roof, intense pain and a kaleidoscope of unpleasant images.
internal bleeding, extreme dehydration, reactions to contrast dye… but the worst was the fever that refused to lower below 39 degrees. I had a few episodes of tachycardia thrown in there, as well as breathing difficulties. Obviously I wasn’t going to die but I felt like I wanted to.
They ran out of veins for iv access at one point and even my feet were used and exhausted.
Needless to say, I did not go out on my next tour, which started this Sunday last.