From Last Night

I am in bed, sick and exhausted. I am trying not to move but still write to you and somehow fit in watching the soloist. This is a combination of illness and medications. I can barely concentrate on one thing long enough to complete anything, but what I did accomplish today was big time. I am now allowed to take a weekend of recovery rest. What entitles me to this (other than the fact that I am extremely ill and need to constantlty treat my body like a temple)? I spoke to 60 minutes today!! Now, let's not all get too excited, but I have to say I am.