I'm sick. AGAIN. Not fun.
I've been told that it's because my immune system is so overloaded with fighting off stress, that it inadvertently lets the bugs in. First: upper respiratory infection. Second: stomach virus. I would take FIVE upper respiratory infections over the stomach virus ANY TIME. I, seriously, thought I was going to die there for a little while. (I was actually praying for it.) And then you know it's HELL when you finally go to the Dr. and in your feeble-minded, ego-bruised, I-just-want-to-die mentality takes another slap in the face when they force you to step on the scale and you've gained FIVE pounds.
WTF? I hadn't eaten anything in three days and I'd GAINED weight? If I'm going to puke myself to death I want to die looking skinny, people!
So, really, whoever has my Voodoo doll can you give it a rest, please? I think we're even.
To sum up this rant: I was sick. No, I did not work on Fury or Dragon Queen. I tried to work on DQ today but didn't get far. When I get home, I'm going to sleep and seriously hurt anyone who tries to wake me up.
I'd give you a hug, but keep those germies from me please. Even worse than me being sick is my family being sick. (little one gets pitiful, and hubby gets morose/crabby/whiny, sigh)
ReplyDeleteI hope you get lots of rest. Drink the fluids, whatever you need. Chocolate if it helps. Ignore the bad scale. (Maybe that's where the voodoo doll is hiding.) Get better soon.