When Reading Isn't Enough

I've been trying to go to work through this terrible bronchitis that won't let go of me.
Yesterday my doctor wanted to know if I wanted to be admitted to the hospital. Like, what? Why? What can the hospital do for me that I haven't been doing for myself?
Oh, yeah - that's right - fix my meals, get me my meds, but also poke and jab me - stick IVs in me - make me go for tests I don't need. I think the just wanted to put me where I wouldn't get into trouble - ie: work.
Even though I turned down the opportunity, I felt crappy - couldn't read, couldn't write - heck! May as well go to the office.
But I did manage a peek at Jonathan Maberry's wonderful YA novel, Rot and Ruin, and I'm loving it. I'll probably have it finished by the weekend and then I'll delve into The Swan Thieves.
And waiting for my ears is Impact by one of my favorite authors, Douglas Preston.
Bronchitis will not stop my goal of 100 Books in One Year.