wearywolf3
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joined Jan 2019
The flu hit me incredibly hard this time around, honestly feeling like the last time I dealt with something this intense was probably back when I was fifteen. I’m fully aware that my immune system has been running on empty lately due to a month of heavy stress, and being a smoker hasn't helped either, since it weakens the lung lining—which is basically our primary defense line against viruses. So, I really can't say I'm surprised it caught up with me. It all started after a friend of mine recovered from it over the New Year's holiday. About five days after the festivities wrapped up, we went out for some food, and he ended up handling my phone; looking back, that was likely where I picked it up. Interestingly enough, on the exact day the virus started replicating—you know, right when those first symptoms kick in—I was hanging out with my girlfriend. She hasn't gotten sick yet, even though it’s been four days now, and she didn't get the flu shot.
The progression of the illness:
Around 8:00 this morning, I started feeling this nagging discomfort in my back, and honestly, even though I hadn't realized I was coming down with the flu, I already knew exactly what kind of week was ahead of me.
At 9:00, my temperature suddenly jumped to 102 degrees, accompanied by a mild headache and that persistent, nagging ache in my lower back. I’ve lost all interest in eating or drinking anything, and there is this unsettling wave of nausea rolling through me. For now, I’m just lying here.
It’s 1:00 PM and I’m sitting here staring at the thermometer, which is reading 102.5 degrees, while dealing with back pain that is honestly unlike anything I've ever experienced. I’ve pushed through plenty of viral infections in the past, but this is a whole different level of misery; in fact, I was genuinely on the verge of calling 911 because the pain is so debilitating that I can barely shift an inch from where I'm lying. For a second, I thought maybe it was that old pinched nerve acting up again, but this feels much more intense. I’m currently riding these waves of chills and tremors—that strange, prickly sensation you get when your body is frantically trying to regulate its temperature—and every time a wave passes, it feels like my fever is finally breaking. My throat isn't too bad, just feeling incredibly dry, so I've reached out to my relatives to see if they can drop off some Tylenol and Advil 400mg to help me get through this.
It’s 3:00 PM, and I’m still white-knuckling it until my medication arrives, though I decided against calling 911 just yet. Honestly, looking at this box of Neofen, I was tempted to toss the instruction manual aside and just overdose a little bit if it meant making this pain vanish instantly. I even thought about dissolving two doses of DayQuil in a tiny bit of water just to make the effect hit harder. I know you can safely mix Tylenol with Advil, but you definitely shouldn't mess around with Aspirin. Hopefully, in about thirty minutes, the pain finally breaks and I can sleep like a baby without this fever hanging over me.
5:00 PM — I woke up drenched in sweat, feeling completely relaxed and as if my flu had finally broken. My appetite came back with such a vengeance that even though I couldn't manage a sip of water just two hours ago, I'm now heading to the kitchen to grill some pork neck. Honestly, I've worked up quite an appetite.
I’ve been weighing two different philosophies regarding how to handle this illness. On one hand, there's the idea that you should let the body fight the virus naturally—allowing things like fever to run their course—even if it means dealing with exhaustion, loss of appetite, and general aches. On the other hand, some argue it's much better to manage the symptoms proactively because sleep and recovery are so vital. Ultimately, I’ve decided to take a middle path and combine both approaches. During the day, I try to avoid medication entirely, but once night falls, I rely on them to get through. I actually spent last night tossing and turning because I didn't take anything, which was a mistake. I found myself waking up at 4:00 AM, so I took some Advil, and within twenty minutes, I felt significantly better and drifted right back to sleep. I didn't end up waking up again until noon, which was quite a feat given the fever I've been battling. While the muscle aches have finally subsided, a new symptom has cropped up: a really intense dryness in my throat. It isn't triggering a cough yet, though I can clear out some white mucus when needed. As for my appetite, it is practically non-existent; I truly can't stomach anything besides soup. If I try to make a sandwich, I can maybe manage three bites before giving up. My routine mostly consists of sipping tea, eating yogurt, and sticking to broth. My eyes also feel quite swollen, almost as if there's a slight pressure behind them, which I suspect might just be from sleeping too much—it feels a bit like mild conjunctivitis. Honestly, I reached my limit with the discomfort after only one day of running a fever, so I’ve officially pivoted toward the second philosophy. I'm now managing the symptoms with Advil and DayQuil every four hours. Whenever the medication kicks in and my temperature drops, I try to seize the opportunity to eat plenty of fruits and vegetables to nourish myself, something that simply feels impossible when the fever is high.
My temperature is still fluctuating a bit, but my throat is starting to ache more intensely now, and this cough is becoming quite pronounced—it’s that relentless, second-by-second kind of cough that just won't let up. I've also noticed some yellow mucus appearing. Now, that doesn't necessarily mean we're looking at a bacterial infection; from what I've been reading extensively lately, it can actually be a sign that the antibodies have moved into the phase of isolating the virus, which is honestly pretty good news. 😁I’ve been coughing incessantly—probably closer to 150 times in a row now—whenever those sharp nerve pains shoot through my back, making me feel like I'm about to collapse right onto the floor. 😁Honestly, I feel like I’m a hundred and fifty years old right now. It isn't exactly a catastrophe in the grand scheme of things, but it certainly takes its toll. Once evening rolls around, the fever starts climbing again, so I find myself reaching for some Neofen and half a dose of Tylenol—basically a makeshift version of DayQuil. My liver and kidneys are feeling a bit the strain from all this, especially since I threw a B-complex and some zinc into the mix as well, but I’ve been making sure to drink plenty of water, so I'm hopeful they'll hold up just fine.
Day four of this whole ordeal, and I found myself waking up at 4:30 AM with a mild fever, so I reached for some Neofen again. I finally managed to get back to sleep until 12:30 PM. My appetite has returned with a vengeance, so I’ve been eating quite normally, which feels like a win. Honestly, I feel like I’ve hit a turning point in my fight against this virus because my temperature has completely stabilized. I still feel a bit weak, and there’s this slight scratchiness in my throat whenever I swallow, but as soon as I sip some tea with a little honey, it vanishes; it seems like the discomfort is mostly just from dryness.
Starting this year, I'm planning to get vaccinated and focus on giving my immune system a bit of a boost. Looking back, I think the smoking was the main reason I ended up catching the flu in the first place.