Sick. Yes, I am.

There are three types of Being Sick. The first type is where you’re mostly able to get on with things and continue in denial that you’re sick (and this is usually when you make everyone else around you sick). On the other extreme, there’s the Being Sick where bed is the only option. Then there’s the sweet spot of Being Sick where you’ve accepted that you’re sick, and that you should do nothing, but where ‘nothing’ can still be watching TV or reading a book, or generally chilling out.

Unfortunately, I wasn’t that kind of sick.