Crook

"Crook": Aussie slang for "sick" (as in physically unwell).

I passed by Elton, coughing my lungs out and staggering a bit from the fever.
Elton: "Are you a little bit crook?"
Me: "Am I a crook?"
Elton: "Sick. Are you sick."

Unfortunately, I had somehow forgotten that I don't do well with animals in poorly-ventilated, enclosed spaces. After hugging and cuddling with the german shepherd and two cats, I went to bed only to wake up halfway coughing and with an incredible headache. This headache then blossomed into a fever, and the last time I checked, it was 5 a.m. and I was writhing in pain. I can honestly say that having cold sweat and fevers, combined with a burning throat and coughing fits, is the most horrible experience ever. I heard that some pet allergies can induce flu-like symptoms, but I never thought it would happen to me. About 9 a.m., I finally got up to use the bathroom, dig out some Advil and go online to research my illness.

Fortunately, the Advil worked enough for me to meet up with a friend, Evan, and we toured around the city to buy basic household necessities. I now have plastic hangers and cabinet liners, woo hoo! All I need is a desk and I can focus on decorating my room and making it more livable. I'm trying to decide if I want to recover from my cold first, sanitize my room, do much-needed laundry or go out to buy more room necessities. So far, it's the latter. I feel like a bum lying in my room, but cleaning takes up too much effort. Hopefully, the next entry will find me in better spirits and health.

(OMG, my door just partially opened and I looked up to see a long, furry black appendage groping around. It turned out to be Hero, looking for some company. In all seriousness, for a minute I thought it was an alien of some sort. Perhaps I should take it easy afterall.)