Sick!

I'd been down with a bad virus.
Being sick is horrible.
I've not been sick for so long that the experience this time seems almost overwhelmingly tiring.
My throat feels like an unwashed drain in the dry weather with brown dead leaves scraping and scratching on my larynx.
My head bangs louder than a deafening rock band.
I look like a pathetic Panda Bear from China with dark rings around my sagging eyes, already lined with crow's feet.

I fear that my back will start aching soon! Aih…
Nothing is just nice - everything is too hard, too soft, too lumpy, too cold or something.
Thankfully my B and T cells are beating the hell out of whatever is causing me this pain.