I'm still feeling like I was tied up in a sack and tossed down a gravel hill, but I'm starting to feel better.
The fever finally broke around 5 am this morning, and I was able to sleep for a few hours straight through (rather than fever sleep which is so very not restful).
Through the miracle of modern pharmacology I am able to sit upright, and mostly breathe without spasming or coughing up bloody mucus(mostly).
It's times like this we are reminded jsut how disgusting a thing the human body can be.
