Hmm, I don't really remember feeling any different when I had a temperature of 103 due to untreated strep throat. But I don't have heaps of experience - for some reason, my body is extremely reluctant to run a fever (for example, I'd had the strep throat for five days prior to that, and my temperature didn't even break 100 until suddenly it shot up that high overnight - which is the reason the health center staff didn't take me seriously when I went in on the first day, because I know exactly how strep presents itself for me, and there was no doubt about it). But I think when I'm sick, my brain is busy enough feeling sick that it doesn't worry so much about other things. I do enjoy being sick, but I think it's because it gives me an excuse to just sit at home and do whatever I want, and it also makes me feel good to push through things like sickness and pain - it makes me feel strong, or tough, or something like that.
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Yet in my new wildness and freedom I almost welcome the bitterness of alienage. For although nepenthe has calmed me, I know always that I am an outsider; a stranger in this century and among those who are still men.
-H. P. Lovecraft, "The Outsider"