Rumors about my death have been greatly exaggerated.

I am still alive.

Fever went away, though I still feel weak/fatigued. Though I had to end up cleaning the house (sweeping, mopping, wiping) since nobody had the freaking initiative to help me when I was sick and unable to move. Well, at least, the layer of dust is gone (and we live next to a construction site, so imagine the amount of dust we get). (I am also annoyed that the said site has patches of water everywhere - and they keep on blaming homeowners for mosquito breeding, when the evidence is right there in front).

But... yeah. I am alive.