Been down with the gunge.  Four days of laying around, coughing, suffering from an earache, head about to split open, with no interest in food.

Somehow Shiloh has managed to continue to minister to many guests, even though the mother was down for the count.

Today actually made it downstairs for breakfast.  Didn't eat much, but at least ate something.  Still taking naps.  Still not in top form.  But on the upward side of the gunge.  Maybe in the foreseeable future normalcy will return.  One can always hope.