So, yesterday I felt semi-okay most of the day, probably a three or a four. I did a few things around the house, and didn’t have to cook. Friday night is our unofficial frozen pizza night. By the time I hit the sheets I knew something wasn’t right. I woke up this morning with a pounding headache, coughing, blowing my nose, and razor blades in my throat. Yay for me. A cold. My immune system is so shot that if someone drives past my house and sneezes I get sick.
On top of that discomfort, my son and The Joe-Man both gave up coffee for lent! Who does that? It’s punishment for me, not sacrifice for them. They enjoy seeing me pulling my hair out.
The two of them walked around like Zombies today and had terrible headaches from caffeine withdrawal. Did they get any sympathy from me??? Nope. Headaches are the norm for some people, so get out your Man Card and toughen up.
A cold for most people lasts a week or so. But me??? Double that recovery time and up the steroids!!! Sick and steroid rage is not a good thing.
I am a bitch when I have a cold. I’m taking some Nyquil and going to bed!
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