Last night I was feeling really feverish so I decided to take my temperature. It was 102.6. This probably sounds really weird, but in a way I was glad, or relieved, I had a high fever. It was proof I was sick. That it wasn't all in my head.
However, I am also glad, or relieved, that my temperature is down to 99.5 this morning. I feel much better. Still sick, my throat is still sore, and I'm exhausted because I slept very little last night because I just couldn't get comfortable. But much better than yesterday.
Poor Isaac got very little exercise yesterday. I didn't feel well enough to go for any walks. I just took him out long enough to pee, walked around the parking lot a little, and came back in. This morning his running buddy came and Isaac was just bursting with energy. He was good yesterday, just slept a lot, but he was sure happy to get to go for a run this morning.
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