I don't know what my temperature was but I'm guessing it was near the 104 to 105 mark. I've never felt like I was burning up so much. I would wet a washcloth (and not like how I used to each night before bed) with cold water and put it on my neck and forehead. Within 20 minutes, the towel would be hot water and starting to dry.
For some odd reason, we don't own a thermometer. I had one from my childhood that was an old school mercury thermometer. It was awesome. And then I broke it by accident while moving up north. When I was laying in bed talking to the imaginary people in my room, my GF texted me and asked if I needed anything. I texted back "A thermometer". When she got home I asked for it and she said, "I thought you were joking. Who the hell owns a thermometer nowadays?" I still have no idea what that means. Doesn't everyone have one? I told her I thought I was dying and may need to go to the hospital. She told me to quit being a wuss and suck it up.
I love my GF and she's better to me than any woman could ever be to a man, but she is not very good at dealing with me when I'm sick. The next day she asked if I was "just going to lay around all day." I told her I was sick, but unfortunately I didn't have a thermometer to prove my argument.
In her defense, she is a two time cancer survivor, so I feel slightly bad complaining about any of my ailments.
When I finally recovered, the first thing I did was go out and buy a thermometer. One of those new fangled electric ones. I miss my mercury and glass one. :(