Dying...or wishing I was

I'm sick.

I feel like someone is taking a sharp, jagged knife to each and every muscle in my body. Doing something as simple as opening a door - just grasping the doorknob and turning it with my wrist? Excruciating. The muscles in my hands are the ones I'm noticing the most. Every time I move my hands, which I do a lot, they hurt.

My back, neck, legs, feet, scalp, jaw...everything...hurts. My eyes are burning like they're on fire. My sinuses feel like someone has scraped them raw with a razor, then filled them with vinegar. Isn't that a pleasant thought?

I've got thick goo running down the back of my throat that are causing it to hurt, too. My lymph nodes are swollen in my neck and down my back.

It started yesterday. The only bonus today is that I have my voice back. I had to go without it most of the day yesterday. So at least I can complain today.