Well, I got up and loaded myself with acetominephin and did the class, but I was sinking slowly in the sunset by 2:00 p.m. I came home and spent the next four hours dozing on the couch. I learned that the Discovery channel makes a very undemanding accompaniment on TV to resting.
Got my sermon done and went to bed early last night. By this morning, the fever was all gone, but I was pretty weak. Sort of hollowed-out, as you might say. I played the organ a bit before people started arriving at church, as I often do to "get into" the day. Just a few minutes of playing that big ol' beast, and I broke a sweat.
Well, anyway, I got through the morning and came home to hit the couch again. No fever, still, so that's good. I'm still kind of light-headed and weak, but I have hopes of being OK by tomorrow.
I'd better be. Got a week crammed full with a funeral, meetings on top of meetings, cooking for a District Dinner, taking lunch to a Habitat build . . . collinsmom is worried now that she might be getting what I had. I hope not.