I don't want to make this post a huge thing, since my schedule includes a) taking a nap and b) working on tomorrow's Time Machine. So in brief:
I was sick all weekend, and my work week looked like this:
Monday- feeling wretched, can't breathe, can't talk, took day off.
Tuesday- Can't breathe, can't talk, but feel better, work the day. Suggested to my boss I should have come in with a horn.
Wednesday- wake up in middle of the night freezing with fever. Feel wretched, can't talk, can't breathe. Craving for banana with tomato juice. Took day off. Computers were out between 10 AM and noon, power goes out at work around 2 PM. Glad I missed the mess.
Thursday- No fever, talk a little, could breathe until last 15 minutes. Worked the day. Boss lets me work 8 hrs instead of 9 this week due to being sick, six hours on Saturday ahead.
I did have a little balance episode when my right ear popped and the world suddenly took on about a 35 degree slope for about 4 seconds. But I am alive, just so's you who don't know me on FB know.