Think my fever finally broke this afternoon at around 3 pm. I was up every 30 minutes from 5 am until noon with horrible chills and took like three hot showers just to get warm. Spent the whole morning basically feeling like I was peaking with voices in the corners of the room and just thinking I was dying, and I had Led Zeppelin In the Light from Physical Graffiti going through my head for the whole time.
At any rate, got up around noon and putzed around for two hours, went to bed at two for a nap and woke up and had completely and totally sweat through my pillows and my head felt cool and clammy, but I could tell the fever had broken. So I am finally getting through this damned cold.
Why are the worst colds always in the Spring and Summer?