I took a shower a few hours ago, my first since Saturday, and since my son got sick at school and had to come home early, I left the house for the first time since Friday. I have no symptoms other than “headache and sleepy,” but God, the sleepy part has been hitting like a truck. I joked a few days ago on some social media site or another– hell, it may have been here(*)– that I had a student with mono and was pretty sure I hadn’t gotten it from him, but I can’t think of anything else other than changing brain meds whose main symptom is can’t stay awake. And the brain meds have not changed.

I’m going to work tomorrow. I have to go to work tomorrow, if only because missing three days in a row will cause the children to burn my room down, and I can’t have that. But I’m going to have to find a way to make it a low teaching day, because I’m still brain-dead and somehow I feel like ten hours more sleep between now and then isn’t going to fix that.

(Pause for enormous, jaw-cracking yawn)

Yeah. Taking my clean self back to bed now. Blech.

(*) Yup.