I'm back at work today. I still look like a chipmunk with my swollen glands and I'm still pretty tired, but at least I don't feel like I'm going to fall over from exhaustion (or at least not yet). I'm also eating a bit back to normal. I have to say that this is the most ill I think that I've ever felt, and I'm heartily happy to be on the upswing.
Here's a curious question: Why do dogs and cats seem to find it acceptable to seek affection from you when you are seated on the toilet? I know that my experience at Hill House with Shadow and LJ (one of the cats that LOVES to have its tummy rubbed) is not isolated. I used to have a cat that would follow me into the bathroom and jump onto my lap...claws + bare legs = not so fun!
I want to thank everyone for being so supportive during my being sick...it made an awful situation a little tolerable.