So I'm tired of dodging text messages and curious floormates. I've spent the past 48 hours freaking out about what people think, know. That's probably stopped me from getting better.
I was diagnosed with H1N1 on Thursday.
I haven't left my room - save for showers, peeing, and brushing teeth - since then. I only told two people at first, out of fear that the news would get out. But it soon became apparent that I had no control over that. So I'm just putting it out there.
What I was worried about wasn't what people would think while I was sick. I didn't want people to know b/c of what they would think after I was sick. Swine flu has been built up to be something closer to the plague than, well, the flu. Which is strange b/c the word "flu" is in the name. Still, everybody - me included - has been told that H1N1 is the new pandemic, something that we'll all get unless we bathe in sanitizer every hour on the hour.
So, now that everybody knows, I just have one request: when I'm healthy again, treat me like I'm healthy. Surprisingly, swine flu feels like the flu. I just have a bad fever and a sore throat. When I see you next week, you can come within 6 feet of me. You won't need to wear a mask to talk to me. You can come to my room next week, it will have been cleaned. Well.
Go to James' concert tonight too btw. I wish I could.