The last few days have been uneventful ones, spent either in bed or on the living room couch. Life in recuperation mode is rather dull. Everything comes to a halt as the body tries to figure out what it needs to fight off whatever ails it. If the last two days were any indication, my body apparently needs Tylenol, rest, water, a warm blanket, tea with honey, rest, oatmeal, 7-up, ice cream, rest and two hours of American Idol.

Today, I'm not back to 100%, but I'm feeling better. I went to work, which probably wasn't smart, but I'm almost certain that if I hadn't, my worrying would have worn down my immune system just the same. Now that I'm home again, it's time for more recuperation (and maybe more Idol).