Slept in fits, with restless dreams. Had watched the finale to BSG last night so the dreams seem to have had mostly to do with that except in absurd ways that don't make sense once you're awake. Kept waking up cold but drenched in sweat, so I probably was running a fever. Feeling a bit better now but exhausted and still have an odd lower-tummy ache -no, it's not the appendix unless I have it on the wrong side! My hair stinks, something to do with the temperature and the sweat; going for a long shower now and see whether that gets rid of the peculiar smell and the sensation of unreality.