Bureaucracy bites

Thursday, after two weeks from when they sent me a "we will reply within two days", I got an email from enrolment saying I needed a student health medical certificate.
I was too tired with the being sick to do anything about it on the day, so I didn't.

Friday I rang student health, told them I needed a medical certificate and they give a phone consultation and then made me come in and go through their special plague-bearers entrance.  I was not allowed in any of the spaces where regular people go.
Turns out they wouldn't give me a medical certificate and they are not issuing any under COVID Level 2 - as supposedly no-one is supposed to require them.
So, I am losing my fight against university bureaucracy as the red tape is fighting itself and tangling me all up.
It is getting to the point I may just accept that illness and other outside circumstances are going to get me failed and the university processes to stop that screwing me over are not going to help.  I don't know why I ever thought that they might after how much the exams office fucked me over last year.

Right now, I would be pretty happy to watch the whole university burn down, with all the staff and students trapped inside.
okay, that is rage talking and I immediately realise that I would not like Simon or Cat to burn.  I am sure there are other people too.  But the only other university staff that I like that I can think of right now are off the main campus just now.  Even my rage doesn't want to burn the hospital for the universities many faults.

Saturday I was feeling a little better so agreed to catch up with a friend who came to town to do lockdown here.  A pleasant time was had.
Though in the early evening, about 24 hours after I started on the anitbiotics that the student health doctor felt were needed (I was showing signs that secondary infection was likely), the GI affects of the antibiotics kicked in.  Thus I have spent all the time since staying very close to the bathroom and not doing anything that would be too disturbed by my suddenly having to rush off.
Until late this afternoon I wasn't feeling settled enough to shower or put on clean clothes.

So my long weekend mostly just ended up being sickliness.  Though on Monday I played a bit of No Man's Sky and some Terraria as both had had updates and I felt the need to nose.  For a long time they were the only games I had bought on GOG, though recently that number has grown significantly.

Today, I am feeling sort of better, but realise I am running a fever while I say that.  Yay for sweating and shivering at once.....

TLDR
Still sick, still cranky, still finding the uni administration to be highly unhelpful.