I’m finally coming out of a funk. You see, my body has been unhappy for the past two weeks. It chose to communicate this to me by raising its temperature to uncomfortable and dizzying heights. Never in my life have I had a fever that lasted two weeks before but, after numerous (and fruitless) trips to the doctor, the hospital, and the emergency room, I am happy to announce that I am currently celebrating my third day in a row without a fever! Thank god.

All of the blood tests, urine tests, and x-rays have all come back normal – which they say is a good sign. It means that there’s nothing ‘seriously wrong’ with me. They just can’t explain why my temperature fluctuates up to 105 degrees F (40 C). I went to the hospital again yesterday for another round of blood tests. They needed five test tubes filled this time. It felt like I could have filled a bathtub with what they stole from me. I should get the results back in a couple weeks.

And what a time to fall ill. This whole thing hit me just as the volleyball season started and I have missed the first three games of the season. I missed the second offering from my new swing dance class. I’ve had to drag my throbbing head downtown every morning at 9am to begin the first couple weeks of rehearsals for a new children’s theatre production I’ll be touring with this year. And to top it all off, my web host decided to go on the fritz and I’ve spent the past week fighting with servers, cgi scripts, mysql databases, and ASCII ftp transfers. It appears that the state of my health is directly related with the state of my weblog.

But hey, I’m feeling better! My fever is down and the headaches are almost all gone. I’m considering returning to volleyball next week. I should make it to swing class this Wednesday. I’m almost off book for the new plays and we’re working on choreography all next week. I switched web hosts and have successfully installed the new version of Movable Type so I can start blogging again – and redesigning! This nasty little bug appears to be on its way out. Now if I can only find my appetite.

And to prove that I’m feeling better, here’s a picture of a guy throwing his dog: