When my dad was still around, if one of us looked pale or otherwise unwell, he would say, “You look peaked.” That’s pronounced PEAK-ed for any non-hillbillies out there.

The past couple of days I’ve felt quite peaked. Yesterday morning I woke up with what felt like a charley horse in one of my legs. I didn’t recall doing anything to cause it, but just shrugged it off and went on. A little later my other leg started hurting similarly. I’ve had a slight sore throat for a few days, and that proceeded to get worse. And my tooth that desperately needs to see a dentist started hurting as well.

By the time all of that set in, I was having trouble concentrating and feeling pretty grouchy. So I stopped writing, took some Aleve, and lay down. I dozed a little, but frequent interruptions prevented me from taking a real nap.

After a while I started feeling slightly less awful, so I got up and did some work. Fast-forward to this morning, and the pain still hasn’t subsided. And now my hand and wrist (not the one with arthritis but the other one) feel like I’ve gripped something too hard for too long.

I’ve got a lot to do today, both on the computer and off. I’ve got to muster the strength to do at least some of it. So I shall quit whining now and get started.