On second thought it probably isn’t the real flu, but a sever, feverish cold, rhinovirus and all and nothing the flu shot could have prevented. My GP still put me on sick leave for the week. And the way I’m just dozing in bed or zombie like move around the kitchen to stock up on fluids, that’s probably for the best.
I hate being sick. I often feel guilty about not a) not being able to work as work is really busy right now and b) for getting sick in the first place. Stupid, stupid, stupid, I know…
