09-16-2021, 08:53 AM
Whatever the weird-thing I caught earlier this year wasn't a something I'd ever call 'a flu'.
The first morning it effected me physically similar to the usual flu symptoms, but the crazy mental
stuff, the total loss of memory of some instances and the need to follow a certain pattern during
the nights of the next three weeks, was not conducive with any kind of delirium that could be
attributed to a a flu-like virus.
There were no headaches, no chills, cough or aching muscles. No laboured breathing, no feeling
sick -except one time I actually vomited so violently and even though I had my head inside the
toilet bowl, I spattered the walls two feet away and my head/face and covered the floor with dark
brown vomit.
(Gaah!)
No, it was something else.
The first morning it effected me physically similar to the usual flu symptoms, but the crazy mental
stuff, the total loss of memory of some instances and the need to follow a certain pattern during
the nights of the next three weeks, was not conducive with any kind of delirium that could be
attributed to a a flu-like virus.
There were no headaches, no chills, cough or aching muscles. No laboured breathing, no feeling
sick -except one time I actually vomited so violently and even though I had my head inside the
toilet bowl, I spattered the walls two feet away and my head/face and covered the floor with dark
brown vomit.
(Gaah!)
No, it was something else.
Edith Head Gives Good Wardrobe.