The insomniac hypochondriac hits rock bottom.
Chalk another one up on the "rediscovering sleep" column.
I got myself horrified last Monday when, after lunch in Makati, I gingerly picked up my fork and watched my fingers and right hand tremble and shiver. My hands felt ridiculously weak. Great. Just when I took the day off, this thing had to happen.
The rest of the week I wasn't much better. I even came down with a slight fever and a persistent head cold by the time Thursday rolled along. Whenever I was well, I registered a strangely lower-than-normal body temperature of 36.5 degrees Celsius.
The doctor at work told me the most serious it could be was a thyroid problem. Yikes.
I'm glad that might not be the case, however. I took naps over the weekend and really slept in today, and the right-hand tremors have mostly gone. My regular grip force has returned too.
I was never a fan of sleep, but I can't deny now that I need a lot of it.
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