This feels ridiculous. I don't feel that bad. A bit ropey perhaps, but hardly more than a middling hangover.** I know I'm doing the right thing, but I feel like a fraud, sitting on my hands when I'm not that bad. Bah.
One other thing occurred though. They did tell me that I have "another health concern that should be treated separately." Essentially, one of my symptoms doesn't fit the pattern, and probably isn't the dreaded pig death. But they won't tell me which one. So they tell you one of these things is not like the other, and then leave you guessing. Lovely, well done. Doesn't particularly bother me, but I can see why it might bother most.
Oh well. I am already bored. If I start sending you emails about how you can get this disease from tinned pork products, delete the email. It's only spam.***
* Insert joke here.
** No. I wasn't drunk.