I called in sick. I sounded ill. My throat was sore. I had virtually no energy to move around. I had fever, aches and the occasional bout of the shivers. Luckily I also had a willing nursemaid in house. I spent plenty of time in bed sleeping the bug off. I was off work for two days and spent the weekend trying to recover. I don't like being ill. Who does? I liked less the sense of weakness - had I lived alone (as I normally do) and not had a visiting girlfriend (as I normally don't) what state would I have gotten myself into? Well, I think I would have managed to totter around a bit, but the late night shivers as my body temperature dropped to a point where all I could do was shake uncontrollably, too weak to get some extra clothes on to warm me up, would have been a lot worse.