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I spent the day in bed, sleeping. When Bossman got home from work he took my temperature and pronounced me 'feverish' (that is Arni talk for "under 100 but higher than normal"). Back to bed I went. At some point I woke up enough to join him in watching "Antique Roadshow", which was two reruns we hadn't seen, showing antiques (or not) from his hometown of Rapid City, SD. Two small steaks were laid on a plate before me and devoured. I felt more human after that and finally realized that I likely had a sinus infection which was bringing me down.

I regret my sinuses. I'm sure, if they were able to speak, they'd apologise to me. The central cavities stay quite clear but the upper sinuses, which cannot be reached by my faithful neti pot, often clog up and harbor bacteria. Because I can still breath I rarely notice the clogging unless it sparks a headache. All during Pennsic I was dragging and having difficulty breathing, coughing often from 'drainage'. It take a long while before I finally cop to the idea that there may be infection in there which isn't clearing.

Luckily for me, my GP armed me with a prescription for antibiotics before I left for vacation. I have started taking them - if I am right, then I will feel immensely better in about 36 hours. It doesn't take long.
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