Monday night at the shop, I got cold -- and couldn't get warm. I had been coughing, too, but figured that was just the vestiges of the cold. Well, by the time I got home, I was shivering. As in you're wearing three layers of clothing, a hat, and gloves and you're under a heavy blanket and you're still shivering.
Yup, fever. I shivered and coughed in bed until I fell asleep. Tuesday wasn't any better. Had to work at the shop for part of the day -- a quiet day, thank goodness -- then came home and repeated the cycle. No bowling league for me. The folks at the alley were nice enough to accept the faxed lineup and standings sheets and deal with it for me and a teammate helped out, too. I'll pick everything up from them this weekend.
Today is a little better. Fever is down some, cough is less. Head feels less full of helium. Eyes don't feel like they'll fall out of my head momentarily anymore. No knitting night for me tonight, though. Bummer.
You know how you can tell when a knitter is really sick? She can't concentrate enough to knit! Yup, that's me. So no updates on projects. Not even a start on the Rockin' Sock Club January sock. Crazy.