As I walked the halls at work on Tuesday, my throat began to feel a little scratchy. By Wednesday, I felt like I was in a fog & BAM! by Thursday, I felt like I was living underwater. I could barely hear anything & the pressure in my head made it feel as if I had far too much to drink the night before. It was the worse hangover I have experienced with no alcohol involved! It was difficult to get through work yesterday, so I left early & told my boss there was no way I would be able to come in today. I flopped onto the couch as soon as I got home & didn't move until I went to bed, only to sleep for 12 hours.
No one wants to be sick, but it seems to be especially difficult for me since I cannot stand to slow down & let things go. If the house isn't in perfect order, neither is my brain! However, yesterday was so bad that I could have cared less if the walls were falling down around me. Thankfully I'm feeling a bit better today. Not great, but tolerable. I have planted myself, once again, on the couch where I am surrounded by pillows, my book, the remote, laptop, pets, tissues, vapo rub, & my blanket. Pretty soon, I'm bound to develop a pressure ulcer!
I'm just hoping that I do NOT pass this sickness to Mike or Cam! Granted, I'm quite positive I got it from Cam & his sick hole of a day care, but I do not want to pass it back to him. Let the cycle stop here!!!!
My nose is going to fall off soon!
Book? Check! Tea? Check! Blanket? Check! Cat? Uh, check?