It’s been over a week now and I’m still struggling to get the 500lb mosquito off my chest.

I’ve broken three of his legs while he has beaten the mess out of me. Doesn’t seem to be a very fair trade, at least from my point of view.

Seems every day brings about a new manifestation of this lovely little disruption of daily activity. The most current is dizziness. If you’ve ever twirled around and around then stopped… THAT is how I’ve been feeling. Yep, that is real conducive to work.

A bit of dengue, anyone?