This has been one hell of a week, being down with a strong virus. Now my housemate Kel, and my partner at the Alfred Daryl, are both sick. Related? Go figure. The funniest part about it (and I mean 'funny' with a tinge of sarcasm) was that in reluctantly pulling myself out of bed to sit for my MCR on Thurs, I probably passed the germs on to Daryl. Half my mind is set on thinking that he purposely fell sick trying to makes me feel guilty as a responsible individual who's supposed to practice self-quarantine. Heh. But nah that's just the part that would kid him about it on Monday. This guy has been a great partner for the semester (minus the last 2 weeks), and I do hope he gets lots of rest over the weekend and gets well soon! :) We need to kick ass at Gen Surg! I know he will, anyway.
As for the housemate, I'm so glad the worst is over :) Now lots of rest, and a touch of care and attention, should do the trick? :))