Which would make two WMF Brasil staff members down with the same mosquito-borne disease in the same week, which is no small coincidence...
Of course, it could also just be a really nasty 24-hour flu. I should know by tomorrow morning.
Regardless, I'm running a gleeful fever that makes me shake with cold in the summer heat, feel like I've been run over by a garbage truck, and am so tired I actually fell asleep while talking to Rich today. He was standing in the doorway and said something to me...and I found myself answering in a dream!
In other news, I am covered with bruises again. I'm tempted to put some photos up, because it really looks like someone took a midget baseball bat to my legs. And for the life of me, I can't remember bumping into anything...which is not a good sign either way you look at it. Either my short-term memory is shot or I've got a pixie that's beating me up in the middle of the night. Not good.
I think I'm slightly hallucinatory, which is fun! I'll give an update tomorrow.