Sick Of Being Sick

I’m still not feeling like myself.  Yesterday was the first day in almost two weeks that I felt half way normal, but my head is still stuffed and my throat is still sore.  When I went to see the doctor last Monday he said I a virus and it had to run it’s course.  Yesterday I called the doctor and he prescribed antibiotics.  Hopefully this will do the trick.

That said, I’m not going to post anything until next Wednesday unless I’m feeling better.  I’m just going to rest and take care of myself.  I’m really crabby that I am not better.   I have posts that I would like to post, but I just don’t have the energy.  This is the sickest I have been in a long time and it sucks.  It’s taken me two days to figure out how I’m going to write about being sick and not posting.  My posts are lined up on the coffee table, but I have no energy to type them.

The good thing is that I’ve been able to write.  I write in bed.  I write curled up in a blanket on the couch.  I write in a notebook in pencil or pen.  I prefer a pencil.  At least I am writing.

Another good thing is we are down to 9 hours mandatory overtime this week at work.  Yeah.  That hour makes a big difference in my life.  I can sleep an hour longer.

My nose is running and I have to go blow it.  Again.  Probably for the 1,243th time.

Freakin’ cold.  Virus.  Whatever the hell it is.