I mentioned in my post Saturday that I was sick this last week. It all started Monday afternoon at work. Suddenly, my nose started to feel like it was just draining. I figured I was having a bad allergy attack, so I still went down to LAX to pick up Daniel and stop by The Mystery Bookstore party.
That night lying in bed not sleeping, I figured out that I was running a fever. Sure enough, the thermometer agreed with me on that. So I took the next three days off work. The fever actually broke Wednesday night, but I took Thursday off to make sure I got better.
What amazes me is how much better I'm feeling now. Normally, when I get a bad cough with a cold like this, I am lucky if I get rid of the cough in the next month. This one is pretty much gone. I woke up without in on Saturday. I've had one or two bad coughs since then, but nothing like I normally have. And I can breathe so free and clear. Praise God!
I'm just hoping I didn't get Daniel sick. Naturally, that was his week at home between groups. I will feel very guilty if he winds up being sick as a result of being home that week.