A short update:
After the splurge of pain and moaning of my previous entry, I am now feeling pretty much fine; not perfect, but I am now confident that everything will work out for the best. Maybe I'm reading too much into things, but I now see the vomit incident as symbolic: an act of cleansing, with the expulsion of all the horrible poison of the previous week in order to move on with my life. There may still be a little nausea and tiredness from time to time, but ultimately I will be a better person for it, my immune system stronger for having combated the bacterial invasion. (Who can tell I had biology today...)

Patrick Wolf in a few hours! I'm excited :)