Sorry, I was MIA, friends, but seriously, I thought I was dying of the zombie plague or something.
I did have a mysterious scratch on my pinky for several days.
At first, I thought it was the infection point.
Turns out it was just a scratch and nothing more, though.
When I didn’t fade away and reanimate as one of the brain-starved walking dead, I figured I was just regular sick.
I was really down for the count, though.
It probably wouldn’t have lasted so long if I hadn’t kept deciding I was all well again, and trying to function like a real human, only to become sweaty, dizzy, and nauseous again for the rest of the day.