Miss me? I came down with a pretty serious infection last week, struggled mightily last Tuesday to get the paper out, barely moved all day Wednesday, and woke up dripping in sweat Thursday morning but feeling much better.
But not for long. Within two hours, my body was shuddering nonstop, and I finally agreed to go the emergency room. The doctor booked me into a hospital room, where I lay in various stages of misery until Sunday afternoon.
With a great deal of help from the tiny but willing Outpost staff, I managed to get our another paper last night and am feeling OK now, if not exactly spry. Another triumph of modern medical technology.