I was wrong. I hadn't factored in what spending a couple of hours in an air-conditioned office would do to me.
Yesterday I got to go to the title company so that I could sign the paper's for my house's refinance and by the time I was done I was having trouble breathing (from having my throat close up and wanting to cough up a lung). Apparently the secretary in that office is "going through the change of life" (or so I was informed by the snarky closing agent) and she doesn't quite understand that not everyone in the office wants it to be colder inside than it is outside (certainly not in the winter... even if we do live in the desert). I very nearly had to ask them to turn off the A/C, but fortunately I got all my paperwork signed before my hand cramped up and before I gave in to a massive coughing fit and it took the closing agent very little time to get copies made and send me on my way. I still have to call her on Tuesday so that I can officially waive my right to change my mind (in Tx you get 3 working days to back out of a refinance deal), but as far as I'm concerned the deal is done.
Anyways, I thought I was ok last night, but this morning I woke up with a tiny bit of a fever and ended up crashing on the couch for most of the day with cold sweats and the hacking cough, but I think I'm back to almost better again. It's amazing how much sleep/rest helps when you're sick.
Even though, I'm ready to feel better now. Really.