OK, maybe the word misery is being over dramatic. I've been awake since at 1:30AM with one nasty cold - courtesy of my kiddos. Major sinus pain with awful headache, body aches, congestion, etc.
So, I got up at 2:00 & looked for some meds & all I could find was Theraflu, so as I was taking my 2nd TBSP of that I somehow managed to inhale a bit of it & my airway started going numb! Coughing like crazy, struggling to get in air, thought I was going to have to call 911 pretty soon (how embarrassing would that be?!)
But it's better now but I'm still in serios sinus pain and laying down makes it worse. So I did a load of laundry & now I'm propped up in bed, but can't sleep.
Guess I'll be watching Netflix the rest of the night instead of sleeping. The perfect end to a looooong day.
I'm worse. I only made it 1/2 way through work and have been in bed ever since. Fever, chills, serious sinus pain. Awful.
So now - all of a sudden - after telling my DH how sick I am, he 'suddenly' is sick too (no fever, no congestion, no nothing) and is in bed sleeping. So, I had to go pick up oldest DS from cross country and make dinner (DH always makes dinner - why on THIS day of ALL days does he make me do it??).
I'm sitting here letting the sauce simmer as I type this and seriously feel like I'm dying (not really, of course, but pretty darn close).
If you knew my DH, you'd understand. He is a TOTAL hypochondriac (always has been - his mother is even worse) so it's not a total surprise that he is "ill" and thinks he needs to go waste money at a doctor (I don't even need to go - it will pass for goodness sake!).
I. Want. To. Scream.
OK - vent (temporarily) over as the sauce is ready.