You know you’re getting over bronchitis when:

• Naps, while still necessary, are no longer the absolute highlight of the day
• You finally notice that there are unwashed dishes in the kitchen sink (though you still don’t do anything about them)
• Instead of gulping them mindlessly, you start noticing the taste of the Amoxicillin pills
• The Dungeons and Dragons wiki is no longer entertaining reading (last week, you thought it deserved the Booker)

In short, I’ve gotten well enough that boredom has set in. But not well enough to actually go out and do something about it.