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I Have H1N1. And it SUCKS.
November 12th, 2009: This was the first day that the symptoms really became obvious. I had noted that I had a noted difficulty staying warm that morning, and I originally wrote it off as it being a really, really cold November morning. The worst of it seemed to pass when I was indoors, so I had initially assumed that it was, in fact, simply a chill from the fact that it was rate cold out.
By the afternoon run, I knew this to not be the case. I bundled up with a blanket on the bus, and was fortunate in that both kids we had to pick up that require my presence were absent, leaving me to sleep (or at least try) the entire run. This was the point I knew something was wrong; I could not stop shivering irregardless of how heavily I bundled up. I immediately assumed I was feverish (this proved correct) and elected to sleep when I got home.
Sadly, this was only the precursor to how badly this would hit me. That evening, I was afflicted not only with a sore throat, nasty headache, and bouts of nausea, but I was finding it genuinely hard to move the slightest distance. The muscles in my legs felt strained, and I couldn't, for the life of me, get warm. I managed to down a fair bit of food fortunately, knowing that nutrition would go a long way towards getting me better. I wound up passing out at random, finding it genuinely hard to move, much less stay awake.
November 13th, 2009: Today, the symptoms went from "mildly annoying" to "OK that's pretty serious." I had difficulty breathing due to mucus build-up and pre-pneumonia. Fortunately, a hefty dose of Mucinex and a hot steamy bath proved more than capable of clearing my air passages. It's a good thing, too; I've had similar conditions in the past a few times, but this is the first time I've seen one progress to this phase so quickly. I am still finding it difficult to move; it took me nearly 3 hours to get up out of bed and go downstairs to get something to eat. I don't think I've ever gotten so little sleep whilst being this low on energy. An abundance of Mountain Dew: Voltage has proved extremely useful, thinning the mucus and giving my energy levels a minor kick in the pants.
I continued to have gastrointestinal problems, but for the most part, this was secondary compared to the headache, chills/fever, sore throat, and constant mucus-coughing. Dave suddenly brought me Theraflu Warming Relief, Apple Juice, Halls Breezers, and a host of other things to keep my symptoms down and allow me to get some actual sleep; if it weren't for his help, I doubt I'd have made it through the night with my sanity intact. The Theraflu took the edge off my headache and sore throat and temporarily broke the fever, so I could finally lie down and not feel like I just got run over. It was the first time since this began that I slept through the night.
November 14th, 2009: Still sick, and still coughing up mucus. Nasty shit. Fortunately, I'm feeling a shitload better than I was. Still have the same symptoms (and roughly as bad), but my energy is up and I can actually move around now. I got some solid food (that wasn't like, applesauce) into me, and am about due for another Mucinex/Steam treatment. I'm fortunate I found that combination; this could have progressed into pneumonia with horrifying speed had I not.
Dear god, these mucus blobs are horrid. You know when you're coughing up the ones that were really, really deep down there when you start coughing up ones with the texture and consistency of glue. That aside, headache is gone and I'm pretty much back up to full operational capacity, save for the fact that my voice isn't working and I'm coughing up substances best not described. Fever broke again, this time, it seems, for good; needless to say I woke up covered in sweat, but at least I can move around comfortably now.
More as it develops.