I can’t remember the last time I’ve felt this horrible. I had been looking forward to this weekend for quite some time, but instead I ended up feeling about as miserable as I have in a long while. Meg and I were headed to the Williamsburg outlets on Saturday, and then to Court and Bryan’s house in Richmond for a Labor Day weekend party. While we were wandering around the insanely crowded outlets, though, I started feeling bad. As the day went on, I started to feel worse and worse. I ended up having a fever that night, and waking up at least 20 times. I was tossing and turning all night long.