Jewel the formerly sick ewe had a very good day, yesterday. If you'd not known that she was sick, you'd never have been able to tell. She ate fairly heartily, drank, walked around, and lay down in the shade and slept like a log.
I can commiserate. I once had one of these bacterial diseases that knock you around like this. I had Rocky Mountain spotted fever, and felt like I was at death's door. I slept solid for something like 48 hours.
Thank Sir Alexander Fleming for both recoveries.
Now we have to get these sheep sheared.