Being Sick Sux

So I get a call from the wife yesterday around lunch informing me that she is nauseous and dry heaving non-stop.  Oh joy.  Seems as if there is a "flu-like" virus going around which causes this.

I don't think much of it, other than to notch up yet another fun thing my wife gets to experience...  I rarely ever catch what she does.

However...  later that evening, I start feeling nauseous... and I get the chills.  I get them so bad that I put on flannel sleep pants, socks, and a long-sleeved thermal shirt.  I normally wear shorts and a t-shirt around the house, so I know that something isn't right.

I feel well enough to play my clan's COD4 matches, and then get off shortly after that.  I'm still feeling chilled, so I go to bed wearing the flannel pants, socks, and t-shirt.  Usually I just wear shorts to bed.  Ick.  Topping it off, I turned a space heater on directly on me.

Slept like shit.  Feel like shit, but nothing compared to how the wife feels.  Actually made it to work this morning, though I may not make it the entire day...

Picked up 3 new books yesterday:

Needed some new reading material, and am waiting for some other books to come in at the Library.  Probably going to save Halo for the last book to read, as I'm pretty Halo'd out right now.

BTW, GGs last night 2o4t!