Just a quick update, since I’ve been lazy with this lately. I woke up Wed. night before my shift started feeling much like I’d been run over by garbage truck. Most of Thursday was spent immobilized in my sleeping bag, save for the opportunity to accomplish tasks related to bodily functions – to include puking out all the water I’d previously consumed in an attempt to stave off dehydration. By Friday, I was at least able to move without the onset of an incredibly shitty headache, and even completed another 12 hour shift of doom. Right now I don’t feel entirely horrible, though I’ve certainly felt better many times in the past. Hopefully when I wake up, I’ve kicked whatever vile pestilence has infected my upper respiratory tract out of my body and can resume life “as normal.” The end.