The worst of it was the slight fever I got from midday to bedtime: just over 99 degrees, but definitely a fever as my temp tends towards high 97s or 98 degrees. I kept well-bundled, with a comfy blanket around me and hot and cold running fluids getting into me, while I concentrated on getting better. My other big accomplishments were starting to post more old movie reviews of mine and watching more of Season 1 of Friday Night Lights. Really good show, but intense in the drama department, maybe more intense than I really wanted. I thought If I start listening to Pink Floyd's Wish You Were Here, I'll probably burst into tears. Yeah, I was threatening to get emotional.
But I got my sleep, going to bed with thunderstorm sounds coming from outside, and finally slept a whole night for the first time in days. I really hope I can be well enough, and presentable enough, to get the heck out of the apartment today.