Most people, when they get sick, get a fever. I get confusion. I very rarely have fever. The worst day of my cold, I got out of bed and dressed in my outside clothes, because some part of my brain told me that Gordon said we had to go grocery shopping first thing in the morning. I came out to a breakfast laid out and a roaring fireplace, because Gordon was under impression that I was sick and needed heat and food.
When we did go to the store, I attempted to leave my house in my slippers. Got into the driver seat and everything. Then about two miles into the trip, remembered that we forgot the checks we had to deposit. Turned around.
I had also written things. They read like I was really high on something.
So, if you had questions, ask them in the comments of this thread, because that’s the only way they are going to get answered. 🙂 The cut off point for questions is 48 hours from now, which means noon on Friday.