I Have The Plague

My first weekend in New York has been spent in bed. After knocking out what I believe to be a nice case of strep at the beginning of last week, I finally came down with the cough everyone else on my trip had on Friday night. I couldn't move at all on Saturday, nor did I have any voice. Today I managed a CVS run and picked up about 10 over the counter medications. I also ate my first food today, and have stayed awake for more than two hours at a time. This should make for an interesting first day at work tomorrow.

Am I allergic to this apartment, New York, or just the idea of working again?