Scratch that. Todd’s got it now. He came home from work about an hour after lunch, and is now in the ‘throws’ of it, so to speak.
I think we’re going to be under a self-imposed quarantine for the next day or so.
I’m going to try eating something tonight; it’s amazing that, for the second day in a row, I’ve had no appetite. My headache’s getting worse, though, so I’ll be popping a tylenol sooner rather than later.