I woke up Thursday morning barely able to speak, so I went to the doctor. She gave me something to try to help clear my throat and lungs and told me to stay home until at least 24 hours after my fever broke. (I had a fever of 102.) So I came home and slept. All day. All night. And all of today. Finally, I feel like I have joined the land of the living, though my throat is still icky. I’m hoping that if I stay in bed tonight, it’ll be totally gone tomorrow and maybe I can run the half marathon on Sunday. I’m a little skeptical, but I’d like to try if I can.