I decided to give this cold a name, Atanarjuat because it's a fast runner and it makes you feel like you're stranded on an iceberg without any clothes on.
So after my last entry I was back in bed, sleeping, sweating, tossing and turning with furious dreams. We both woke up at around 4pm, feeling a bit better. My throat was less scratchy anyway. Right now I'm getting my energy back, having some food and watching Lost.