And just when you hit the final stretch, a stupid virus knocks you off your feet.
I’ve been sleeping for the better part of the last two days, trying to shake this thing. Effing sucks. I can’t get anything done. Weird dreams, too, throwing off my sense of time.
But the stitches from Friday appear to be healing well, so that’s something. The down side is the rash from the adhesive bandages, so I’m giving them some air today.
Wish I didn’t feel guilty for having to lie down all day.