They think I have dengue fever, even though I don't have most of the symptoms. I had a fever for three days, with NO OTHER problems. When I would tell people this they would then ask if I had a headache or muscle cramping. No, I feel fine. How about diarrhea? Am I able to eat? Do I have the feeling that my bones are breaking? There is no place for those of us who have a fever but feel fine.
Today is day four and my fever is gone, BUT I have another classic dengue symptom: the pain behind the eyes. Apparently this is a telling symptom, but after three days of a non-dengue fever, I'm sure I would have the eye headache too. In fact I've had the eye headache without a fever. Oh well. It's the only thing currently wrong with me.
A typical case of dengue is fever, bone-crushing pain, diarrhea, nausea, red blotches, can't eat, pain behind the eyes... You get the idea.
Oh, I do have pain in my butt where they gave me a shot
I've been drinking lots of fresh acerola juice.
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I googled dengue fever. Sounds like it could be right, caused by mosquito bites, which you've had. Here's the best part: "The condition generally lasts a week or more. Although uncomfortable, dengue fever is not deadly. People with the condition should fully recover." And maybe you have a stronger immune system than most, living such a healthy and upstanding life.
We send Mt Shasta energy for a speedy recovery. Blessings and love!
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