Woke up last night spiking a 102.4 fever, having dreamt in gibberish (or more gibberish than usual). Been coughing, aching, had sore throat (though, knock wood, no laryngitis) for the last few days. Bob says I either must have caught H1N1 at the tail end of my travels, or my hay fever's "gone rogue" and all that congestion festered into a really bad sinus infection. (Not seasonal flu--got my shot for that way back in early Oct.). So I'm stuck at home for the time being, keeping my distance from Gordy (who's young and asthmatic) and Bob's Dad (89 with CHF); I even have to refrain from petting my kitties lest they catch it. If it's swine flu, I guess it's karma for not keeping Kosher--all that BBQ and sausage gravy I enjoyed down south has come back to bite me. (God must have a really edgy sense of humor). If all goes well, I should be okay by the weekend (at least not feverish and not contagious). We're hosting Thanksgiving at a neighborhood restaurant--but it looks as if it'll be without me. Hope Bob remembers to bring me back some turkey.