Not SARS, Not Yet
I am cautiously happy about my latest discovery: my temperature is at 37.2 degrees Celsius. Point oh-eight notches higher, and I'd be really pissed (SARS Candidate). Had the mercury stopped 270 degrees lower, I would have questioned my ability to read the thermometer (Do the words "Absolute Zero" ring a bell?).
I'm still feeling the discomfort associated with the varied forms of influenza, common cold and sadly, SARS. Dex El is still observing himself.