Having spent the last three or so days in bed, I can tell you that there are occasionally good things about being decently sick. Like you feel less guilty to treating yourself to season one of Futurama on DVD (and the most recent Low album because they were playing at your old campus that night). And that it is perfectly acceptable to do nothing but sit in bed all day, watch TV, play DS, and nap. You can't even feel guilty about not being in class or working on homework. I'm sure I had thought up more good things, but I'm blanking on them now.
I went to the walk-in clinic on Saturday morning to find out I don't have strep throat, which means either another bacteria is responsible or it is viral. I'm really hoping it isn't mono. I did come away from that visit with a seven day prescription for Super Motrin, which is really helping me feel more normal. Knitting is even too taxing on my brain lately. I hope this is over soon.