...or answered the telephone or sent email or made any other sort of contact with anyone or anything in the last 48 hours, because I have either picked up a new cold or the one I had morphed into something new and different.

And by new and different, I mean, "has returned with a vengeance" and involves large quantities of nasty mucous which I'd rather not blog about. As a result, I've spent the better part of the weekend sleeping.

In fact, after Thanksgiving dinner on Thursday (which I had at my grandmother's and which was delicious!) I went home, laid down to take a nap and awoke at 11 pm rather bewildered. So I got up briefly, had a quick snack and took my Copaxone, and went back to bed. I then proceeded to sleep for another ten hours or so.

The rest of the weekend has been spent largely the same way: either sleeping or sitting on the couch watching TV or movies. I did manage to do a thorough house cleaning and 6 loads of laundry, but for the most part I've spent the weekend in rest-mode. Not the most exciting way to spend Thanksgiving weekend, I suppose, but the sleep was definitely needed. And today, a migraine was added to the mix.

So, for those who've sent me email or called, that is why you've not heard from me: I've been unconscious. Sorry, folks, for the boring entries and lack of detail: there's just really not much to tell when all you've done for four days is sleep.