Still ill. Jake took the day off and I slept 12+ hours last night. He keeps poking me to eat - we don't have a scale, but he'd put money on the fact that I've probably lost 10 pounds in the last two weeks. No appetite, but have been eating dutifully. Still dizzy. Still coughing. Would really, really like to be over this already - it's cutting into my creative plans something fierce.
Still, it could be worse - at least I'm not in the path of a tsunami (that would be some trick, in the middle of Alaska...). Lots of good wishes to folks in Japan right now.
Programming to do now - I've pretty much slept away my writing time!