Instead, I've had strep since Sunday, complete with raging fever and, you know, the attendant full-body misery. Which also has meant that I've been reluctant to have Marika in bed with me--I'm too out of it, and I'm so cold I want a big pile of blankets. She is not sympathetic to this, and has been waking up every 20 minutes or so all. night. long.
So I've done nothing. Except go to the doctor today, finally, to get antibiotics.