At one point today I sat on the couch coughing and crying and feeling so miserable that I didn’t know what to do with myself. I can’t remember the last time I was this sick and I want to kick whomever gave me their germs. Repeatedly. I want to kick and kick and then kick them one more time while asking them why they don’t wash their hands?
I’m so sick that for the first time in ten years I emailed my clients to tell them I was taking a sick day.
I’m so sick I googled how long one should have a cold before they go to the doctor to make sure they don’t have consumption. Apparently, according to Dr. Google, a cold is at its worst during days 4-6. Today is day 4. I’m hoping this is as bad as it gets because I have shit I need to do and sitting on the couch crying and coughing is helping nobody.
Also, I promised to make homemade chicken dumpling soup for Sister #2’s going away dinner tomorrow night and it would be nice if I didn’t have to serve it with a side of hacked up lung and post-nasal drip.