Two days in bed

An inhabited island

I've been felled by a Mysterious Ailment which has caused me to sleep 18 hours a day and spend the remaining minutes in a febrile daze. Nausea, mild hallucinations. It feels like I've been injected with a baby dose of some military-grade bio-weapon designed to turn people into beanbags. 

The past 48 hours have taken place in, around, and on the bed.

The …