February 25

I woke up feeling worse than yesterday and I got ready for work way too fast. I ate and then headed off to work. I was miserable. I was weak and lethargic and had Yeltsin not sent me home early, I think things would've been bad. I crashed when I got home, ate, crashed again, and then caught up on TV. I think each time I've woken up today, I've felt a little bit better. That's good.