Feeling nauseous and can't tell if I'm running a low grade fever right now. Started last night after my dad made Philly Cheese Steaks. The issue is he left the hamburger meat out in the sun for a little bit, but insisted it would be okay.
Now my stomach doesnt feel right, I don't feel right, but if I say anything, my dad will get really defensive about blaming the sandwiches.
I picked virus, normal mode. I started in Argentina.
I usually don't let the disease get symptomatic until everyone is infected, but I went with cough, nausea, and insomnia when it mutated. I only made it transmissable with ships and rodents.
It took me two years. They almost got me with the cure, but the virus mutated and I just let it go there towards the end.
Kinda freaked me out a little how quick it spread.
Don't know what flair to out this under, but my legs are getting worse. These last few nights have been Hell. Particularly in my knees. I cannot stop trying to stretch out my legs, making them pop and crack. And I when I try to stop, they spasm so much, my muscles involuntarily contract, and my legs curl up, or twitch badly.
I don't know what caused them to get worse, but my legs hurt during the day and I am losing sleep because I am sure my legs are still moving while I sleep. It is just getting really bad.
Edit: some background. I'm 30, and have been diagnosed for about 3 years give or take a year. The only medication I have taken starts with an R and caused fluid to build up in my legs. I cannot take anything with benadryl in it or it is ten times worse. And food actually helps. If I eat something with carbs or caffeine, it relaxes my legs most of the time.
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I feel like a burden to my parents. I am currently living with them, as a means to save money and going to school for a degree. I do not have a driver's license because I've never been able to test for one reason or another and I have anxiety while driving.
I have a job, I pay my own bills and groceries. My dad is incredibly stubborn and always makes dinner. And doesn't like asking for help, but gets annoyed when you don't offer help, so that makes me feel worse. I try to help, but he always ends up doing the thing anyway before I can even think about it.
I want to get out and stand on my own two feet, and have done it before, but it is the issue of getting out of this town, and then coming back. It is stressful on them, unfair to them, and I feel so guilty and ashamed.
And before anyone asks, no I haven't told my parents I feel like this, because I know I will get the "suck it up, i have problems and you don't see me crying, get over it" stuff. I love my parents and they love me and said they are proud of me and stuff, but I can't help but feel like a burden because they have to drive me to work and stuff.
I just feel depressed and a burden and alot of other negative stuff. Any advice is welcomed.
I feel like a burden to my parents. I am currently living with them, as a means to save money and going to school for a degree. I do not have a driver's license because I've never been able to test for one reason or another and I have anxiety while driving.
I have a job, I pay my own bills and groceries. My dad is incredibly stubborn and always makes dinner. And doesn't like asking for help, but gets annoyed when you don't offer help, so that makes me feel worse. I try to help, but he always ends up doing the thing anyway before I can even think about it.
I want to get out and stand on my own two feet, and have done it before, but it is the issue of getting out of this town, and then coming back. It is stressful on them, unfair to them, and I feel so guilty and ashamed.
And before anyone asks, no I haven't told my parents I feel like this, because I know I will get the "suck it up, i have problems and you don't see me crying, get over it" stuff. I love my parents and they love me and said they are proud of me and stuff, but I can't help but feel like a burden because they have to drive me to work and stuff.
I just feel depressed and a burden and alot of other negative stuff. Any advice is welcomed.