Wednesday - On my way back from uni, I sat next to a girl who was sneezing like crazy. Oh that was a hell of a sneeze! I think that was what infected me.
Friday - I was happy that I did not fall sick and told my sister how I've survived this winter without catching a single flu and she was totally certain that I'll have it now that I've bragged about not having caught the flu.
Friday night, guess what? I had sore throat.
Saturday - The sore throat was still here and the nose was running like a damned open tap.
Sunday - The sore throat was gone, running nose remained plus I had a bad cough and fever.
Monday - The fever was still here and the bad cough remained.
Tuesday - I only had the cough.
Wednesday, today - I almost went to uni with a 5-day greasy hair. But I couldn't do this to myself, so I washed the damned hair.
On the overall I hated being sick, all I did during those days were playing poker and watching dumb Disney channel ado TV shows and I missed so much classes...
Anyway, I guess I'm recovering great. Take care dudettes and dudes and don't catch the flu! It's awful.