A Case of InfluenzaI awoke disoriented after a full night of sleep. Emerging out of slumber, I found I was heavy and weak and my throat burned. Maybe I was dehydrated after yesterday's cemetery tour, or I was still hoarse and my throat inflamed from the strangulation. Whatever the cause, I felt terrible.
The room was dim. Threads of grey broke through the blinds and I noticed a strip of light under the ensuite door. I sat up, ignoring the head spin. I had left that door open. I know I did. Now, it was closed. Fear bounded in, my unwanted companion.
Alert to every sound, I switched on the bedside lamp and scrutinised the room. Nothing had been disturbed. The door to the balcony was closed. I got up and flung open the enuite door and examined the room. All appeared normal.
I slipped on a
