Last Wednesday afternoon I went from being healthy to a feverish mess in a period of two hours. I quickly got up to a fever of 103.5 and stayed there until Satuday. I oscillated between 103 and 104. I’ve had the flu a bunch of times before, but this was the worst one.
I have never taken 5 days off from training since I started. Surprisingly I didn’t think about training (or anything) almost at all. A high fever has a way of turning your brain into mush, maybe as a self-preservation mechanism. I would never go to train while with fever, since I wouldn’t want to infect others.
Not much positive about this experience, but here are some educational aspect that I manage to pry from its virus-laden jaws:
- Get a flu shot every year: It reduces your chance of getting the flu by 40%. It’s not 100% but it has no downside. All the rumored downsides are myths, Google it please if you don’t believe me.
- Hallucinations: As much as I didn’t appreciate the headaches and the chills, I found the hallucinations to be a humbling and eye-opening experience. I watched “Jiro Dreams of Sushi” so a lot of my hallucinations were about a restaurant kitchen and fresh fish. The power of the mind to take simple ideas and turn them into rich colorful ever-changing dream sequences just because my body temperature is 104 degree is amazing. I was literally laying in bed, eyes wide open, watching a 30+ minute show created entirely by my mind. I was basically Alice in Wonderland.
- Running into things: Another educational part of this fever was a significant loss of balance. I kept almost falling and running into things. I dropped plates, spilled drinks, and felt as if I was an alien tasked with learning how to operate a human body. Basically, it’s like my body was completely drunk, while my brain was sober. Call me crazy, but I enjoyed the experience. It was a rare chance to step outside myself.
The above may sounds like a good time. It was not. It was unpleasant physically, but what was most difficult was the fact that I was out of commission “intellectually”. I had no interest or ability to think, read, write, or communicate. I did manage to compose a couple of emails but they were for the most part nonsensical and luckily were understood on the other side.