Today was a lost day, in more ways than one.
I woke up with a stomachache, so I took some pepto and went back to bed. I was still feeling pretty bad, so the short amount of time where I thought I could actually work from home didn’t last, and I wound up back in bed.
I watched some more Lost, which I’ve been downloading. The show is moving a bit slowly for my tastes, and many of the episodes seem downright predictable, which isn’t exactly what you’d want in a show that’s supposed to twist and turn. But anyway, after one or two episodes, I was feeling weak, just lying in bed, but still… so I took my temperature. It was 99.99.
So great, I had a fever. I turned the computer off, drank some water and went to bed.
And that’s where I spent all of today, in bed. My temperature went up to 101.4 at one point, and I was starting to get worried, but that was the high point, and it came back down. I’m back at 98.6 last I checked, and I’m feeling much better. Of course, now, having spent the entire day in bed, my sleep schedule is totally out of whack… which isn’t good, because Friday morning I have to wake up scary early to get to the airport.