Sick crow

The fat crow would like to apologize for her lengthy silence.

Last Sunday I woke up with some serious chills, and on Monday I was admitted into a hospital here. Lots of things happened -- diagnoses, injections, breakthroughs, tablets, improvements, discouragements -- lots. It was not very fun. (Not to mention that I had to put my students' long-planned final project on hold, which was a big disappointment.) Thankfully my dad was in the hospital with me, every second.

But a couple of days ago I was released from the strange sterile jail, and I'm recovering with Z in a hotel next to the Lodi Gardens. I'm feeling a lot better.

Just to say: with a few more days of rest, I will be back and blogging.