I feel about as bad as I felt Friday, but not near as bad as I felt on Saturday and Sunday. Friday night, I got REALLY sick and was up all night in misery and then Saturday was more of the same. Sunday I felt awful, but after breakfast I took two Advils and laid down on the couch and Matthew laid down with me and I got warm and fell asleep. When I woke up, I felt so much better and I told Matthew it was because he warmed me up. He said "You weren't cold...you were like a heating pad you were so warm!"
But after that I didn't feel so bad again. Friday night and Saturday were the worst.
Blech. Sounds like a nasty bug, alright.
But it did provide a nice snuggle. :-D