Date: March 20th, 2132

  Day 107 - Third Rotation

  Diamond shipment arrived yesterday. Emergency supply processed, paperwork filed, Dr. Chen's team can resume fabrication. Project back on track.

  And now I'm sick.

  Half the station has it. Flu season hit Gasing 03 like clockwork - happens every rotation around this time when the recycled air and close quarters finally catch up with everyone's immune systems. Sore throat, congestion, headache, the works. Medical says it'll pass in a few days.

  I caught it from the engineering team during the shipment inspection. Spent three hours in the cargo bay with them handling crates and inventory checks. Of course I got infected.

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  Of course Dr. Chen is completely fine. Not even a sniffle. The universe has a sick sense of humor.

  And my cycle finally started. Two weeks late.

  Between the flu and the cramps I can barely function. I'm running on cold medication and spite at this point.

  This is the third time in four months my cycle's been irregular. February - late. January - early. Now this. I know why.

  I should probably mention this to Medical. But what are they going to tell me? "It's stress, drink more water, get more sleep." As if any of that is possible right now.

  April deadline is in eleven days. Storage unit needs to be completed in eleven days. I'll deal with my malfunctioning body after that.

  Right now I need to sleep. Or try to. Hard to breathe through my nose. Hard to think through the headache.

  Fucking flu season.

  [Entry ends]