Still Miserable

      But let's be real: I'm uncomfortable.  I'm not gasping desperately, like a fish out of water (or a fisherman under it).  My temperature is up and down, chills giving way to feeling overheated; but I have had a high fever in the past and this ain't it.  Dizzy, sore, coughing, sneezing: yeah.  And I'm just wiped-out tired.  But I managed to do a sinkload of dishes this morning, for all that I was slow at it and had to have a lie-down afterward.

      Driving is a challenge.  It was a six-mile round trip to get tested yesterday afternoon and I would not have wanted to do much more.  My responses were slow and I had trouble judging distances and timings.

      Waiting on test results.  My working hypothesis is it's a minor flu bug or runaway collywobbles or something equally embarrassing.   It's got me sidelined nevertheless.