Monday started out all right. Then, just after lunch, I could tell it was coming. I was going to crash. Total systems failure. Too many days with not enough rest and too much going on. Sadly, this is (recently) the only way I get the rest I need. (Equally sad was that I had actually planned on Monday being my day to catch up to avoid this crash, but at the last moment had been thrown on to a meeting Monday afternoon that required my being at work anyway) Sure enough, by about 2:30 I was starting to feel a bit dizzy and exhausted, by 4 I could tell I needed to lie down, and at about 9:00 last night, I was gone. Completely exhausted, leaning on things to keep upright, head pounding, throat sore, every muscle in my back was aching; I went to bed. Woke up an hour and a half later and felt just awful. Burning up and freezing at the same time. Having trouble forming coherent thoughts. Had I thought of it at the time, I would have sat down to write something. Would have probably become the only marketable piece of prose I'll ever compose ;-)
Today was lots of lying down. I think I slept about 11 of the hours from midnight to 1 p.m., and I didn't spent too much time on my feet the rest of the day. Downed 1.5 liters of Odwalla orange juice (which ended up being 1,120 % of your required daily Vitamin C). Feel better-ish. However, if you see this tonight, please send up a quick prayer that I'll make it through tomorrow morning's show. If I still feel terrible after the show, I'll come right back home and go straight to bed. I'll have to, because I have to be at church tomorrow night to get things ready for the carnival.
Anyway, I'm now sweating pretty significantly which, according to The Internet, is a good sign. So, off to bed, and hoping for the best!