Not dead yet.

Started Friday with a sore throat and some sneezing.

Saturday AM I got up for work, found the energy to call in and croak at whomever answered the phone that I wouldn't be in, and went back to bed. I haven't called in and missed a full day of work in... I don't know how long. At the rate I'm going, and if they change the rules as they have said they will so we can cash in sick leave when we leave, I'll be able to cash in a year or two.

Spent Saturday coughing up a lung, and feeling like I was unpleasantly drunk.

Sunday I spent coughing up a lung, unpleasantly drunk, and having hot flashes. Granted I'm the right age, but I didn't think men got hot flashes. Emailed work to say I wouldn't be at the Monday AM meeting like I had said I would, even though it is my usual day off. When I sent that, I was certain I was coming down with bronchitis or maybe pneumonia.

This morning I feel... better.

Not all better better, but better than I was yesterday, that's for sure. I actually have an appetite--yesterday I finally got hungry about 5 PM and managed some cheese and crackers.

So, the first thing I did? Checked to see how loopy I may have been when I posted anything the past three days...