Uggggghhh. . .I feel like crap on toast. My nose is so stuffed up, I swear someone jammed cotton balls in there when I wasn't looking. It's so plugged, I can't taste anything. That actually might be a good thing because my throat is so raw that swallowing feels like a dozen tiny swordsmen are sharpening their steel on my tonsils. I'm so tired because I can't sleep because I can't breathe. I've turned into a droopy eyed, dry-lipped, mouth breather. Let me go take some Tylenol with an orange juice chaser. Keep your fingers crossed for rebound for tomorrow.
Feel better Whitney!!
ReplyDeleteyuck..fell better!!!!
ReplyDeleteOh no! Nothing like having a cold or sinus infection or whatever, having two young children to take care of, and being pregnant.
ReplyDeleteI hope you've rebounded!
At times like this, I say, "Too bad that we don't live closer to each other."