My temp is up to 39.2.
And chatting with my flatmate for 5 minutes (while lying down motionless) left me out of breath.
Also, I really, really hate my flat. I've got a long-sleeve shirt, a sweatshirt, sweatpants, and 2 pairs of socks on, and lying right next to the radiator with a blanket...I was still shivering. (I'd chalk this up to chills except that the flat is cold even when I'm not sick.) Now I'm roasting, but I will chalk that up to the fever (which has gone up 1 degree in the last hour).
On the plus side, my flatmate is awesome. He walked my dog, fed the dog/cat, took my blanket out of the washer to dry, and heated up my heating pad for me.
Yay for living with nice people.
ETA: Just coughed to the point of vomiting.
My day just keeps getting better and better.