I’m still feverish on day four.
I think it best not to go visit my grandmother and brother tomorrow. Neither need this, and if I’m still feverish, I’m still virulent.
Having gone to teach Sunday school, I am now absolutely wiped out and back in bed.
This post brought to you by WiFi, my laptop, and the chocolate tossed my way in a stocking by Todd. [Mmmmmm, chocolate. I had to ask who sent it, though; it just appeared at the foot of my bedroom door one day, and it was a couple days before I saw Anthony and Leonard to ask.]