Yeah, I know, weird. I slept for less time. (Woke up at 11. Forget what time I went to bed--1, 2, or 3, maybe even 4. Was definitely in bed by 4, probably much earlier, so that's as much as 10 and at least 7.) I had my sleep interrupted multiple times, which was the problem which set off the sickness in the first place.
Yet, for some reason. This sleep felt somehow...deeper, more at peace, than any sleep I've had recently. (I'd say 'ever', but that'd be an exaggeration.) I don't know why. I just felt the perfect temperature. Not burning up, not freezing cold, just...warm and comforted.
I have no rational explanation for how I was able to sleep so soundly in spite of the interruptions. I have no reason for why I slept out there in the first place--it was basically done on a whim. Yet it worked, because I felt amazing upon waking up. Still notably sick, of course. Not going to get a single-day recovery after the relapse of yesterday getting as bad as it did.
But I might be better by the weekend at this rate.
That's the hope at least.