I sure hope it's over. My sinuses seem stable and my temperature not especially high -- or variable. I'm kind of sore and weak but that's to be expected.
This being May in Indianapolis, I'm heading in to work. I'm probably not quite 100% but even a little will be more use than 0% and we don't have anyone to spare.
(So, I write that and my temperature s-p-I-k-e-s. Arrgh. Get thee behind me, O ironic Fates! And somebody fetch me a mirror so's I can keep an eye on them.)
Yeah, it's doc-in-a-box for me. As soon as I feel up to the drive -- a wave of exhaustion came along with the spike and the pattern has been fever-chills-doze off, fever-chills-doze off over since.
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