Friday. The chills seemed to be pretty much gone and fever mostly gone by last night and so I sat up and watched Vera until nine-thirty. I say “watched”, but more sat in front of the television catching maybe half the dialogue through the accents. To bed and lights out by ten.
Slept in until eight, posted yesterday's entry (a good sign, being able to sit down and write) and then went back to bed and spent the day taking hour, hour and a half, naps, but actually going to sleep this time. An uneven night the night before. To say the least.
Tired this evening and so soon to bed. I'm assuming this is the last gasp of whatever this thing was and that I'll be driving to breakfast in the morning.