Sicker than I should have been

[weezlgrrrl]

I've spent the past week+ sick and mostly sleeping. It started out a week ago Sunday, when I thought I caught the boys' cold. I dripped and sneezed and snorted for a couple of days. By the end of MLK day, I was feeling a bit better, and I figured I had shaken it off. Tuesday I woke up with a mega-sore throat and a fever of 103.  (I still watched the inauguration though, yay!) I felt even worse on Wednesday, achy bones, killer headache, and all. Thursday and Friday I felt a little better, yet still crappy, so I worked from home. Saturday, I thought I was over it. I felt OK, except for being really tired. I even took O to a movie. Sunday I was so exhausted I didn't get out of bed all day. Today my fever broke, but I was so dizzy I fell on my ass in the shower (how dignified. At least I didn't end up with a shampoo bottle up my ass or anything.). Sometime in there (Thursday I believe) I went to the doc, who listened to my rattly breathing and loaded me up with antibiotics.

Good news is, I don't have pneumonia again. Bad news is, WTF has been wrong with me???

I still have the whirlies, so Daniel is driving me in to work tomorrow. But I'm getting mighty goddam sick of this crap.

Sacrifice something to the elder gods for me, wouldja?