Not much else to be said.

Sleep, sweet sleep? Naw, nightmarish partial slumber.

My thermometer must be broken, it's saying 100°F, and I know that can't be right. O'yeah, it's the ibuprofen that's doing that, I guess. That and all the water that I'm trying to drink.

I finally got up about 10:30 this morning, having gone to bed about 17:00 last night and missing all of the festivities.

Karen is not feeling well either, but she thinks that she just has a bad cold.

I'm not really willing to say that I've got the flu just yet, but I've had diarrhea for two days now, and that tells me that it's not a cold. Thankfully, my guts aren't hurting, which is that main thing that I remember from having the flu the last time I had it probably fifteen years ago. I remember laying on the bathroom floor writhing in pain, I think that lasted a coupla days then.

I've gotta go to work tomorrow, and then I'm on call this weekend. Heh.

I just hope that this gets over and done with, I'm tired of it, really tired of it.

19:00.

I got up about an hour ago, and I'm feeling about half-way human! I'm so happy about that.

Of course, it could just be temporary, but I'll take it, temporary or not.

I even ate some stuff! A turkey sandwich and a piece of pumpkin pie, mighty good, especially since it's been a while since I really ate anything at all... Wednesday AM I ate some oatmeal, and I don't think that I ate anything but breakfast on Tuesday, I just came home and went to bed after I begged off work.

I will go back to bed shortly, but my outlook has improved somewhat, I think that I'm gonna survive this. And I'll be able to go to work tomorrow. It was gonna be next to impossible to get someone else to take call this weekend, so I'm glad that wasn't necessary.