Yep, sick again. This time it’s a lovely (or not so) cold. It’s been brewing for almost a week now, so its not like it’s an entirely new development. But late last week it was mostly a throat issue. Now? It’s throat, nose, eyes, chest… bleh. SICK! I’m so sick of being sick. I feel like I’ve been sick for weeks now. Which, looking back, I pretty much have been. And that, my betches, sucks. And I just have to ask: What. The. HECK?! I’ve never been this sick this often before. Ever. This is insanity and I swear it’s more than the average person can be expected to endure.
*sniffle*
At least I was able to enjoy being doped out of my mind last night. I was Kile’s night “on duty” with Liam so I took some Nyquil and blissed the heck out. I didn’t regain consciousness until after 7am this morning which is a VAST improvement over the 4am I woke up at on Sunday. And I wish I could say I woke up feeling fresh and willing to tackle the day. But I didn’t.
I’ve done well with what I’ve been given so far. A lot more time at home this week. Everyone that I normally hang out with is SICK. And I wonder if I got the sick from them or if they got the sick from me? Or if maybe (just maybe) we got the sick from each other. Because large congregations of children are notorious germ factories. It has been quiet, I’ll give it that. But I am starting to feel a touch closed in.
I swear, if I don’t wake up tomorrow feeling a bazillion times better someone’s gonna pay. I don’t know who, I don’t know how. But I can promise you now, someone will pay.
