False start

I bounded up out of bed this morning, feeling like I'd beaten back the bug and was ready to take on the world again. Hooray for sleep!

Two hours later, after picking up cat food and some basic groceries, I felt like I'd been whacked over the head with a plank. It took a three-hour nap in the afternoon to make me feel like I could somewhat function again.

Now it's not even midnight and I'm ready to hit the sack again. I guess I can only function in four-hour spurts or so. Man, being sick is tiring ...


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