I hate feeling sick. I started sneezing last Thursday hoping I was just reacting to flying dust particles in the air. By Friday it was clear that I was cooking something more acute than occasional nasal irritation.
So, I spent the warmest, sunniest weekend we’ve had in months flat on the couch, sneezing, blowing my nose and feeling down right crappy. My horizontal time on the couch extended into Monday and I’m beginning to see a light at the end of the tunnel.
This morning I got myself up and moving, showered the sick from my body, styled my hair and drove myself the the auto dealer for my car’s first oil change and tire rotation. To the unknowing, I appear reasonably healthy with my tinted CC cream evening my skin tones and the slightest brush of blush adding a hint of color to my cheeks. The dripping in my nose has sub- sided which as it turns out is a very good thing since I neglected to grab a handful of tissues before I left the house and I am now relying on a wad of “borrowed” toilet tissue from the ladies’ room.
A few minutes ago I called the my dentist to cancel my afternoon appointment. I told the receptionist that I didn’t think I could keep my mouth open long enough without coughing or sneezing for the dentist to deliver my “clown”! My head is so fuzzy. Being sick just plain sucks the joy from my day.
Yeah, they’re calling my name, my car is ready. Off to Kroger to fill the cupboards. I hope I feel better tomorrow .
Hope you feel better love you.