I am sick.
I have been for the past few days. I have
this miserable cold, which is affecting my sight and my throat. My voice is
very raspy, and my eyes very watery.
My nose ... well, the less said about that
part of my body, the better.
Mount Vesuvius never poured out more
molten lava than that part of my body.
In fact, on Monday, I had one of my
all-time sneezes. Thank goodness no one was near me when I sneezed--they would
have been hit by flying debris.
I kind of figure I got this thing from my
son. My son caught a draft from running outside with his track team about two
or three weeks ago, and he had the sniffles for a while.
I am sure he passed it on to me.
And every parent knows that when you pick
up a cold or some virus from your kid, you get it worse that the kid did.
And I did.
I know that I had a fever on Sunday, when
the cold hit me full force. But it was a Sunday, so I just stayed in the entire
day.
I went to work the last two days--don't
know how I did it, but I did.
Yesterday was a rough day. I am surprised
I made it the entire day, but I did.
But today ... well, I won't be going to
work today. I feel lousy. I will probably go back to bed after typing this
rant.
I had every intention of going to work,
and that is why I am typing this so early in the morning.
But it just isn't going to be.
Hopefully I will be better tomorrow with
some more bed rest and a relatively calm day under my belt.
Having a cold in the cold really leaves me
frigid.
Speak to you tomorrow--I hope.
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