Well, those sore muscles and chills I felt Sunday night were harbingers of worse things to come. Monday morning I awoke at 05.41, almost unable to breathe because my face was so full of phlegm. I was able to do some work in the morning, but felt progressively worse as the day wore on. Tuesday, I managed to hual my butt into the office for a meeting with my manager, but went straight home afterward. My fever took a turn for the worse in the afternoon, and as a result I spent most of the afternoon and evening in bed. The fever finally broke in the late evening and I was able to get a solid 5 hours of sleep. Aside from congestion and a throat sore from coughing, I feel a lot better today. I’ve been able to work all day. I intend to try to get some more work done tonight rather than risk exposing my fellow salsa classmates to whatever bug I've contracted. If I still feel okay tomorrow, I might go dancing in the evening.