My first day in Salt Lake - didn't see the sights

I made it to Salt Lake City on the 29th, around 2:30. I slept a little, but I don't think it was enough, because later that night I felt feverish. And then the next day I was bedridden the entire day with sickness, most likely brought on by exhaustion. I slept most of the night, too, and then I got up today at 10:30. I felt a lot better, but I might need to sleep some more today. Anyway, not much else going on. Lots of sleeping, lots of spitting, lots of drinking water. A little bit of socializing, a little bit of eating (basically as much as I can handle of either at the moment) and a little bit of moving away from my bed. And that's it for now. I should be fine by tonight. I think I just pushed myself too hard.