I'm fighting a cold. That description may seem silly, but it's what I'm doing.
It started yesterday morning, with my sinuses burning and running like a faucet. As the day progressed, my throat and chest started burning, so I knew it wasn't just a little sinusitis.
So, last night I took some generic Nyquil, climbed into bed and hoped for the best. I slept well, woke without the burning sinuses, but they're still running and have done so for much of the day.
If my luck is good, the worst is over and I'll only have to cough what's left out during the next few days. If not, tomorrow will probably suck.
In Case You've Wondered
My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.
If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com
One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.
I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.