After consulting with the doctor, I've decided to let this bug run its course. No spendy tests for me, thank you. By the time any tests got back, this thing would likely be over. And I've felt better -- not great -- but better today. ...G put a reasonable doubt in my head, though: wouldn't it be nice to know exactly what it was that stole a week of my life?

Good news for Amelia: doc doesn't think it's plausible that she was the culprit. Perhaps the creamy garlic noodles then? Not that that makes any sense -- G had the same thing to eat that I did. Bah. "The world may never know."