And thankfully. Not terribly strong, as I’ve spen the past few days as the guest of Inova Fairfax Hospital. After a bunch of tests, IV fluid, and such, the diagnosis is that I was suffering from viral gastroenteritis. I ended up staying a day longer than the doctors thought I would, since I was incredibly pale and weak when they were originally going to discharge me, and I’m glad I didn’t come home Wednesday.

I am very grateful that Mike took me to Fairfax instead of our local hospital, even if it’s a much longer drive. Whereas I’m used to a several hour wait in the lobby to even get triaged, Fairfax had me in triage in minutes, and when the triage nurse saw my heart rate (160), immediately had me down for an EKG and in a bed. While the rest of things weren’t quite that efficient, it made a big difference.

You can all forgive me, though, if I’m still vaguely amused at the doctor (he may or may not have been a med student - they had some around me, as I wasn’t in any huge danger or whatnot) who kept trying to ask me questions while under the influence of Phenergan, which causes both drowsiness and confusion. I’d close my eyes and start to drift, and he’d ask if the light was bothering me. Two days running. Heh.

Anyway, time to nap again.