Sick as a Dog...and my dog is sick too

I think the plague has hit our household...nothing short of an epidemic. K and the kitty are still showing signs of light, but in the end, the plague may still get them.

We had such a nice beginning of the weekend too. Disclaimer, I would kick myself in the nutz for suggesting K and I do this, but this is not the case. She heard it from a few of my friends, and my friend's spouse.--We went to a semi-formal put on by Logan (I know, infinitely gay), but it was 25 bucks per couple for food and open bar (now, that is cheaper than a wedding!) Anyway, we had a good time there. The next day, I had to wake up early for a seminar...I was hanging a bit, but not too bad, just a little dehydration headache. Got to the seminar, and couldn't eat anything. Able to eat lunch, and dinner, then lights out (@ 5:30pm). I woke up Sunday feeling horrible. I couldn't eat again, and I was due back at the seminar at 8:30. I began to feel better after the show got rolling, but by about 11:30, my world went downward into a spiral. 30 minutes drive time and a jump into bed later, I realized I had a 103 degree fever, and a boat load of nasty symptoms. We iced my head, and neck, began drinking as much water as one is able to drink in the fetal position and slowly my fever came down...to 102.5. By this time, it was 10:00, and I needed to get some rest to make it to school the next day. I popped some tylenol against my own will and fell asleep. My fever fell another degree overnight, but I still felt like a pile of doo-doo--> snowless snow day. Since then, the fever has bounced back and forth from as low as 96, to 102.

Now, I am usually one that really enjoys hanging out in bed...but you have to draw the line somewhere. I am going to go stir crazy if this stuff doesn't clear up.

Monthly whine done.