God I hate being sick!

Seriously, that’s all I have to say. I can’t even form other coherent thoughts to share with you.

NavyGuy had a cold for two days while we were traveling, and I thought I was in the clear. But then on Thursday I woke up with a sore throat, by Friday it had traveled to my nose and head, and now it’s taken over my entire upper half. Coughing and schnerking and generally feeling miserable. I’m not terribly grown-up even when I’m feeling 100%, so imagine how pleasant I am when I’m less than tip-top shape… (NavyGuy has to physically restrain himself once I start the dramatic thrashing and moaning and chants of “I’mmmmm dyyyyyyyiiiiiiiing…”).

My entire head feels like it could tip slightly one way or another and fall completely off my neck. Each day I’ve tried a different cocktail of cold medicines, chased with buckets of orange juice. Apparently, moving out West has depleted my once hearty immune system, and I’m cursed to suffer week-long colds. Ugh. Blarghy.

And worst of all is the remaining Catholic guilt in my body that’s exploding with the worry that I’ve gotten others sick while I was home. Like my opera singing Sister-in-Law who depends on her health. Or my two-year old goddaughter who (if she’s ill) will most certainly wring the remaining life out of her exhausted mother.

Anyone else suffering from any maladies or ailments?

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