You guys, miracles are happening. My fever finally broke. My dad has mostly left me alone, except to watch an episode of The Office with me, and to make me tea. He went out and got me saltines and caffeine. He says he's going to make me biscuits for dinner tonight (slightly more flavorful than saltines, yay!). This is weird. I'm just gonna go with it. I've currently borrowed one of my youngest brother's Christmas presents and am playing the HD remastered Jak and Daxter collection for PS3 as if I were thirteen again.

Thanks everyone for your concern! This is life with my dad, sometimes he's a nice, normal, even great father and sometimes he's just so.... broken.