Brutal.

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I can't remember, exactly.  But I think the story goes as follows.  How many days involved in each segment is... unclear.  Take a day as literal or figurative, and each.  I simply can't be sure... about anything... three days, seven, or some number between those?

Three days ago I was caught by heat.  I... think I worked through some of it.  Then, yesterday, I became cold.  I remain somewhat chilled, even at 73° F.  As well, yesterday and today I have been stricken with terrible pains.  As if, in part, a skewer were driven through the kidneys, then on through the right side and only partly through on the left.

I... couldn't think yesterday.  The cold isn't as severe today, though trying to find a way through too... between one, the other, or both of those, I... remembered aspirin.  I was finally able to wake, about an half hour ago.  I had some business to attend.  And just remembered aspirin.  I... thought of the stuff while in my icy sleep.  More blankets did not help... warm thick socks did, if only for the blocks of ice for feet... slightly.

Still, I will... try to get a shower in, set up the last load of dishes, and do whatever washing, folding or hanging, and putting laundry up that is possible.  It may be another scrubbed day, with nothing done though.  This pain is intense.  At least a shower?  It's a hope.  Later.