Along with the later "not being able to lie down" thing. So, um, not a lot of sleep have I.
This thing is, at least, fading pretty rapidly - I'll likely be symptom-free by Saturday. Right now, though, it's at that wonderful "head full of concrete, stomach full of lead" stage that I love so much.
At least I no longer have to cough to clear my lungs every minute and a half...
So, anyway, what with all that, I am getting better, and I will be at the bar tonight. Possibly with my kettle and supply of tea, and probably not being incredibly social (dunno how infectious I am - though probably less than before the symptoms appeared), but I'll be doing my job.
Or in other words: "I.. I... am still... emper... or..."