Turned out there was a truly nasty stomach/intestinal bug ripping through Radcon. It’s pretty normal to get sick at any SF con; it’s as close as there is to an airplane ride or a third grade classroom in terms of random proximity to lots of careless people who might be ill. This one is worse. It produces power-chucks, vicious runs, and a lot of pain/fatigue. Dozens of cases. I had no idea it was even happening.
Life’s mercies: neither I nor my friends caught it. John had a nasty hanger-on cold/sore throat that caused him to sleep through most of Monday, but no stomach stuff except that he had the appetite of a hummingbird (if that). My strong suspicion is that Deb and I had this in Anchorage; sounds quite familiar. In any case, bullet dodged, and fortunately so. I feel badly for the many who fell ill.
Edit: so I post this, and Jenn PMs me to advise me: ‘not so fast, my friend.’ Goddamnit! Evidently they’re both under the weather. No fun!