January 5, 2010
It is so much more convenient for others if I have obvious symptoms. This heavy weight everywhere, especially on my shoulders and arms, makes me want to be very still, but isn't visible to anyone. I alternate between waves of heat rolling off my chest and shivering under the blanket. I'm a desert, my lips dry and cracking already. My head seems like it has an expanding bubble in it. Sorry, I'm not coughing, I haven't lost my voice, and nose is not dripping. But give me some time, I may yet fulfill your image of someone who is sick.