The morning after.

8:15 a.m.
The mystery continues. Last night around 8:30 I had to call Sam to come home from work early because my fever jumped to 102° and I was too limp to make dinner (not eating can be big hoo-hah for diabetics) or lift myself off the sofa. As always, Sam was absolutely ADORABLE. He must have driven home at 90 m.p.h. on Interstate 30, helped me get into the shower, wrapped me up in a huge fluffy blanket, watched an exceptionally stupid movie with me — The Life of the Party with Harriet Hilliard and Gene Raymond — and then bundled me off to bed at 11:30. Maybe I should get sick more often.

I’m feeling weak but considerably better this morning, although I have no idea what caused all this and don’t know why would a person run a high fever for no apparent reason. FYI, 102° is especially high for me because my “normal” is 97°. Please send an email if you can explain. Thank you.

For your possible interest, I apparently bought that set of Flash Gordon DVDs sometime during the night because this morning I found a thank you email in my inbox from Amazon. Lucky me!

8:48 p.m.
Wow, what a lazy day! Mostly I just watched a bunch of crappy old movies during and between periods of consciousness on my favorite sofa in the family room. The worst of these was Ramona, a genuinely awful 1936 romance/melodrama with Loretta Young as a Mexican señorita — a portrayal made even more ridiculous by her enormous blue eyes and false eyelashes — and Don Ameche as her Indian husband with a fright wig and a headband. See below in case you think I’m kidding.

I’m thankful that my mysterious fever hasn’t returned but I did experience something weird after I took a shower this afternoon — A BLOODY NOSE. Sam was running errands at the time so I hung out in the kitchen with a paper towel shoved up my left nostril waiting for him to get home. I hope this isn’t too much information.

And now it’s time to rip open a new bag of Cheetos, whip up a Goofy Fruity Shake for two and relax with Sam and a couple of straws. Don’t be jealous and thank you for reading this.