Sparkplugs

Around Friday I started to feel kind of blech, and then ignored it. By Saturday afternoon, though, I felt absolutely miserable, and had a bit of a fever and a sore throat. No fun, as there was a bunch of stuff I wanted to get done yesterday and found I lacked the energy to do. I didn't even go for a walk, or get my chai, or any of that stuff. Nor did I actually eat much of anything.

I went to bed early and slept for twelve hours. I think the fever broke by the time I woke up, but I felt like someone had decided to redecorate my trachea and then run me over with a train. Happy red painkiller/cough medicine stuff made it possible to function, but my throat's starting to be intensely unhappy again already. I do have a few errands to do this afternoon, and I want to get out and walk a BIT, but I'm really hoping whatever this is passes by tomorrow.

And if not, it had certainly better be gone by the time I have my riding lesson on Thursday! Bleh.