Good Friday 6 April evening
Lara's temp went down to 35.4C in the course of the afternoon, then shot back up to 38.4. Her cheeks are rosy with fever and she is shivering. The deputy head of the department stopped by and predicted Lara will need about three days to get rid of the temperature. Lab results will start coming in tomorrow and so we will know more acurately what is besieging her.
Other than that, a bearable itch and some nausea complete the picture.
She has no appetite, so I ate her chicken pasta and asparagus. Not bad, and a man's got to eat after all. Lara's former room mate knew for a fact that the hospital is spending 4 euros per patient per day on food.
We went our separate ways at around 7:45PM, i.e. she stayed to be lonely in her bed, and I in our apartment. It hurts us both. This really sucks.
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