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Large group of family and friends celebrating Thanksgiving together meant germ swapping this year. We've all caught something, except Dad, with his freakishly strong immune system that until recently I seemed to have inherited. Sister and I have been hit hardest with a really painful stomach flu. We seem to be through the worst of it now and are mostly sleeping, but I was awake for six hours yesterday confined to bed and even though I was reading one of my comic books, I felt really... restless. I couldn't focus at all and I would find myself staring intently at patterns on my walls or blankets. It made me think of The Yellow Wallpaper, which I haven't thought of since I read it junior year. So today is being spent in the living room for a change in scenery.