......and then my immune system decided to go on strike.
This afternoon, I started getting loopy and heavy-headed, and I went right to bed when I got home. I just hauled myself out to eat something, figuring that was a good idea, but my head is still heavy and I'm freezing cold (and the A/C is off) and Randy says I'm hot. If we try going anywhere, I just know I'm going to wind up spending tomorrow sleeping on Rob's floor. Back to lying down, I guess... >_<