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The colored version of my original Wolzard picture, requested by . I colored the first half of this drawing when I was very, VERY sick. Yeah. The reason for my spontaneous logging on three times a day is due to me being quite sick the past few days. Here's the dish: it all really started about 2 o'clock p.m. on Monday. I had just finished some lunch when the fatigue struck. All of a sudden, I was nearly too tired to even stand. This was so unlike me, since I'm usually hyper-spastic-psycho 99.9% of the time, the extra .1% being used for sleeping time. I was so tired, I got dizzy even standing up. So for five hours, I lay zonked out on the couch, unable to move. I began to run a fever when evening came of about 102*F. That night, despite me sleeping nearly all day, I slept like a rock. When I woke up the next morning, I was covered in sweat. That day was a barrage of fever, fatigue, and (gah, get ready) a serious case of the shits. I had no appetite, and anything I ate went straight through me. Wednesday passed much in the same way--and this was the day that I worked on the coloring. I worked on it until it was about halfway finished--or at least until I was unable to really hold my head up any more.

Today I went in for *testing* at the clinic. They think I may have an intestinal virus or parasite or something, picked up somewhere along the way in Spain. The thing is, I can't think of anything off-kilter I ate while in Spain. So I'm clueless.

Good news, however. I AM feeling amazingly better today. Yes, the shits have sucked me dry, but my appetite is slowly returning. And my energy is coming back--and NO fever! I only hope it gets better from this. Because I have a RACE on July 15th that I WAS training for but then these three to four days of doing nothing but being punky and sick got in the way. My poor...once firm legs... *sob* Anywhos: hoping things'll get back on the right track. And that the doctors will find out what's wrong with me so I can get my arse back in shape!

As far as the drawing goes: I thought I might slaughter it with my coloring, but it didn't turn out as bad as I thought.

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The colored version of my original Wolzard picture, requested by . I colored the first half of this drawing when I was very, VERY sick. Yeah. The reason for my spontaneous logging on three times a day is due to me being quite sick the past few days. Here's the dish: it all really started about 2 o'clock p.m. on Monday. I had just finished some lunch when the fatigue struck. All of a sudden, I was nearly too tired to even stand. This was so unlike me, since I'm usually hyper-spastic-psycho 99.9% of the time, the extra .1% being used for sleeping time. I was so tired, I got dizzy even standing up. So for five hours, I lay zonked out on the couch, unable to move. I began to run a fever when evening came of about 102*F. That night, despite me sleeping nearly all day, I slept like a rock. When I woke up the next morning, I was covered in sweat. That day was a barrage of fever, fatigue, and (gah, get ready) a serious case of the shits. I had no appetite, and anything I ate went straight through me. Wednesday passed much in the same way--and this was the day that I worked on the coloring. I worked on it until it was about halfway finished--or at least until I was unable to really hold my head up any more.

Today I went in for *testing* at the clinic. They think I may have an intestinal virus or parasite or something, picked up somewhere along the way in Spain. The thing is, I can't think of anything off-kilter I ate while in Spain. So I'm clueless.

Good news, however. I AM feeling amazingly better today. Yes, the shits have sucked me dry, but my appetite is slowly returning. And my energy is coming back--and NO fever! I only hope it gets better from this. Because I have a RACE on July 15th that I WAS training for but then these three to four days of doing nothing but being punky and sick got in the way. My poor...once firm legs... *sob* Anywhos: hoping things'll get back on the right track. And that the doctors will find out what's wrong with me so I can get my arse back in shape!

As far as the drawing goes: I thought I might slaughter it with my coloring, but it didn't turn out as bad as I thought.