Got to the concert Friday night despite fever and sore throat.
Spent Saturday wishing I would die, between fever, sore throat, and vomiting. Missed the concert.
Dragged myself home yesterday, went to the Urgent Care, got a bag of fluid (my pulse was 120 despite the fact I had been laying down for the last 15 minutes), a diagnoses of strep throat, and doctor's orders to stay home.
Going back to bed.