Down But Not Yet Out

I've spent the last week sick on my couch. My daughter brought me home a nice cold that morphed into something nasty, but seems to be letting go after 8 days. However, I still have laryngitis. We have one week left in England. My writing has been nil for the past week. I don't think it would have made much sense when my fever was up to 103 F or 38.4 C. So I'm guessing writing time isn't going to improve over the next week, but I have high hopes when I get home to the States. Good intentions aside, I do want to finish Beloved and get back on to Fallen. Though having heard of quite a few (at least two that I know of) works in progress called Fallen, I may have to rethink the titles of my angels. So if I'm silent for the next week or so, I'm just too stressed about moving after losing a week to being sick, still sick, or hiding under a rock.