I think I'm mostly all better. I didn't do squat all weekend, and I went to work today. My average temp is somewhere in the 99 and a half degrees area, I can feel my jaw (which doesn't hurt all that badly anymore), I'm less weary/achy than before, my headache is down to a manageable thumping sensation, and I can almost always breathe out of one nostril. All I have left is phlegm. Lots and lots of thick, off-color phlegm. Nasally, I mean.

Yes, life is good.

I asked my doctor about that black crap and he seemed to think it was an unlikely culprit. If I inhaled it on Tuesday I should have been sicker sooner than Monday. Maybe. He really didn't want to hear about black dust mystery powder, and I maybe belabored the point with him somewhat. He thinks instead that it caused me to have a severe allergic reaction which then left me overly susceptible to something I came in contact with in San Jose the next couple days. And Todd started getting ill right around Saturday, while I felt bad Sunday and went into full bloom Wednesday. So there's more evidence against the mystery powder.

The good news is that three horse pill-sized Amoxicillin capsules each day work wonders in combating the infestation which has been giving me so much grief. I'm not overly keen on taking antibiotics, but one must do what one must. I also have some nifty cortisone nasal spray that I can try to inhale in order to reduce congestion. It doesn't work that well, but I like the noise so I keep trying.

I'm going to inquire as to how I go about getting my office cleansed of black residue. Doctor's orders.