torstai 29. maaliskuuta 2018

Happy death day

It's been, I truly do not know exactly, something like 7 or 8 years since I've been sick. I haven't caught up an influenza, fever, gastric flu or any other disease for as long as I can remember. Hell, can't remember have I had a simple head ache. Somehow I have escaped those things. I shouldn't have, I drink a lot (for instance purchased 251 bottles of red wine last year alone, yes, I counted, and drank them all) and I eat whatever I get my hands into (lots of takeaway). I do exercise 5:2 diet and try to play football as much as humanly possible (because of my age it gets ever so more difficult), so maybe that's that.

That's all in the past now. Last thursday I got a sore throat, then little fever and now today for the first time since ages I'm on a sick leave from work. From illness I mean, the sick leaves before where from breaking my wrist and my foot (different occasions) while doing sport. I would have wanted to go to work, I just barely break the fever mark, I have nearly lost my voice and the phlegm I spew is covered in blood, but otherwise I feel fine. But they persuaded me to stay out this day. It's Easter holidays coming, so it's - most likely - this day only.