that’s 4:44 am. Sad, but true.
I finally got whatever S and P had previous to me. Drew got it too. Pure bliss. Let’s just say that I’ve watched quite a lot of Downton. You know, in case I missed anything the first time.
But I did have a few thoughts.
1. I woke up this morning coughing my eyeballs out. I have a really hard time with medicine anymore. Guifenissin in any form makes me REALLY drowsy, Delsym gives me the runs, codine makes my nose itch like there are bugs crawling all over it. So, I went with vapo rub on my feet with socks. It did seem to help. Or the drink of water I got while I was up helped. Who really knows.
2. I am starting to feel better. There was a point on Sunday where I thought this might be the end of me but I pulled through. Did I mention I also can’t take Advil because it rips my stomach apart. Tylenol every 4 hours sure is fun. But, as I’m starting to feel better I glance at my to do list. I will have to say that I love my chore plans until something goes awry. I feel constant pressure to get the things done on the chart. I remember after P was born I couldn’t let anything drop. I am getting better about slimming it down when I need to but I really feel like that stuff DOES need to be done weekly. Wish me luck.
3. As I sit here drinking fresh (and I am talking FRESH, like the oranges were on her tree yesterday) orange juice squeezed by a dear friend I am left to remember how amazing my life is. Congested or not. It’s hard to feel too bad about your lot when things like that happen.