That said, this illness, despite how tired it has made me, has been fairly mild. I've been in one of my "cold euphorias" (where despite feeling miserable, I also feel that perfect level of tiredness, almost like a meditative trance) since yesterday morning. I know that it sounds wrong, but the sweet smell of infection in my sinuses actually brings me a degree of comfort. This state does make it difficult to concentrate, but perhaps that's part of its pleasure as well.
Still, I would much rather be healthy and hale, and thus more capable of enjoying this amazing day. I did insist on driving Janelle on her errands, taking Rowen out to a park overfull of children his age, and getting Hinkley doughnuts. I haven't fully decided about going to choir. My larger concern is spreading the virus, but I don't know how infectious I am at this point. I seem to have missed too many practices due to this fear. It certainly won't stop me from going back to work tomorrow.
May I get better soon.