Okay, I wasn’t really dead, I had the flu, but I was wishing that I was dead for a while there. Five days is too long for a massive headache and very high fever. I’m finally recovering and doing some self-imposed quarantine after getting on Tamaflu Monday. Tuesday afternoon was somewhat interesting. My doctor’s office had given me a little trick – you can take full doses of acetaminophen and full doses of ibuprofen. They’ll both contribute to lowering fever and reducing pain, but their side effects are different and you don’t risk ulcers or your liver as if you had doubled up on one.
So, Tuesday, I’m lying in bed doped up on acetaminophen, acid blockers, caffeine, ibuprofen, and tamaflu, feeling better than I had in quite some time. I was wishing there was a Phish album playing, but was too lazy to go put one on. Instead, I laid (diagonal 🙂 ) in my bed and daydreamed about Bill’s in-place, parallel sorting problem. I think I’ve got the solution and it seems to hold even now when I’m not so dippy.