The Veil Begins to Lift

Wonderful mother went home yesterday.  I returned to work, compared horror stories with the vice president who was, perhaps, even sicker than I last week.  I even was able to teach my class until the point when I became overcome with coughing and let them go home a bit early.

This morning, I woke up to my new, silent world (I can't hear anything but the blood pounding in my ears - actually kind of peaceful.  Hey you, annoying co-worker, I can't hear you) and, despite the pressure threatening to split my sinuses like hot-dog casings, felt almost cheerful.  My throat no longer hurts.  I have slept nearly through the night for two nights in a row.  I might even get to leave my house this weekend.  It might be okay again soon.