You Think It’s Funny!

But it’s snot!!

(For the record, I do, in fact, realize that I misused the word ‘homeopathic’ twice. This is why I write . . . so I can edit!)

Oh yeah, and heavy breathing.

Vicious Cycle

So, after a bit of an over-active weekend, I’m feeling a bit under the weather.  I was nodding off all day yesterday, and then couldn’t get to sleep until two in the morning. So, today I worked from home.   And then I nodded off watching the evening news.   So now I’m having trouble sleeping again.  I’m also kind of not breathing so easily, with the head cold effecting my sinuses.  

So here I am, 11 o’clock on a Monday, watching The Daily Show and researching the Neti Pot.  I’ve heard great things about this, and I want to give it a shot so that I’m good to go before the next weekend.   

Finally

Last night, I started nodding off while watching a movie at around 10.  I went to bed, fell asleep, and slept through until the alarm went off at 6:00 this morning.  Sleep at last.   You have no idea how much better I feel.

Now if only I could make the nausea go away.

Holed Up

Day 4.   Yesterday, I finally went to see the doctor to see if there was anything to be done to help me give get over the sickness.   Well, it turns out that I have bronchitis.   I have been put on antibiotics and some serious cough syrup.   Earlier, my temperature we got up to 99 again, but it’s back to normal now.

I’ve basically been home alone for the whole week.  I’ve only left the house to go to the doctor, the pharmacy, and the gas station on the corner.   I’m getting kind of bored, and what I really want is some chocolate cream pie.

I’m not contagious after being on the antibiotics for more than 24 hours, so if you want to hook me up with some pie, you’ll be my most favorite reader ever.

Sleeping Machine

Last night, I went to bed at 5:30.   Yeah, like as in evening news 5:30.     I was out until about two, and then I got up for an hour.    I watched
Project Runway.    Then I went to bed, and I slept until eight.  So I got a total of thirteen and a half hours of sleep.

And all that without a single freaky dream.    It’s insane.   I wonder if I can stay up for Jeopardy tonight?

Just sayin’.