What was wrong with the old bloody virus?
This, basically. Blech.
Update, Tuesday evening: well, those were a rubbish couple of days. I’m now more or less confident in my ability to go more than 10 seconds away from a toilet, although I’m not quite up for vindaloo night just yet.
In the meantime I was sufficiently bored that I followed my own advice and read all of Dan’s archives starting from the beginning, which has left me jaded, cynical, statistical, argumentative and mildly jealous.
(yes, this also explains my original link, rather than merely having a disturbingly good memory of bloggers’ illness records from five years ago.)
Update, Wednesday: yes, I confused “noro” and “novo” in the headline. I was a bit distracted at the time, in my defence.