sick.

I am sick. I've had a fever since yesterday. I have itchy bumps all over my body. The ones on my elbows and hands are the worst. I am getting a cold sore. I am sometimes nauseated.

All that to say that I am sick. I went to the doctor today and was poked and prodded. No strep, no flu, no mono. That's all good. But I do have leukopenia--which I now know (thanks to my lovely professor, Katy) is a low white blood cell count. The doc said the most likely explanation of my "rash", fever, and leukopenia is a virus. They just don't know which one. Oh well.

I am feeling well enough to sit up and type, so that is good. Joel is with the college class out for their Christmas extravaganza. I couldn't go along because I am "highly contagious". O well. Life will go on. I feel in good spirits for the first time since being sick. But at the moment, Lucy wants to go outside, and I am ferociously itching. I'm going to let my dog out and pop a benadryl. Good night all.