sick, a little

Last weekend I was just a bit under the weather on Saturday and Sunday. Then I was fine for a day or two, and wasn't feeling well yesterday. I went to a whisky tasting anyway. I probably should have stayed home and rest, but I thought I felt well enough to go, and I hate missing them. But I want to ensure I'm well enough to go to the Burns Banquet on Saturday. Worse, my dad drove to the tasting. He said if he'd known I wasn't feeling well, he would have canceled. Because now we spent a while in the car together, and I risked infecting him (and also the weather was bad). This will be his first Banquet as president, so he can't afford to get sick and miss it.

This morning, I woke at 5:00 and couldn't get back to sleep. I took a nap for a while tonight, and I feel worse than I have these last couple of days.