It's been a rough couple of days since my bike was stolen by some heartless bastard - it just seemed like with the infection, spending time looking for antibiotics (unsuccessfully), and slogging around on foot I hadn't any time to scrounge for ammo so that began to run out....
Eventually, on a hillside in the mountains above Shakhovka, under a fir tree gently sighing in the breeze, my survivor breathed his last. A combination of malnutrition and exhaustion, coupled with the illness, finally did what some 580 zombies and however many players could not.
Not too bad I think though - this guy lasted almost a week realtime, in a game where the average life expectancy is 49 minutes. Since then I've been slaving to get myself back to a workable position, found an SUV up on blocks with major damage and using a motorcycle I found to scavenge for parts for it.