Being alone and ill in a foreign country is pretty miserable but I'm in a good place to recuperate: a hut by the beach, weather is not too hot, food nearby, and there are no mosquitoes. I've been able to read books and watch films on my laptop.
In my most delirious state I had some crazy dreams and here is the best one. My girlfriend and I are in New York and are going to an opera. A grey-haired Liza Minnelli is there and my girlfriend knows her and is going to introduce me later. I've brought a cat from my childhood, Polly, with me. As the opera starts Polly jumps off my lap and runs under the front row of the seats making a noise. The opera is stopped while I try to get Polly out. I'm so embarrassed that once I get the cat out I'm going to just go home but then I think about putting Polly in the car and coming back to watch the opera and meet Liza. Then I woke up.