Still sick.

Oooh, yeah.  Still with this cold thing.

Monday, stayed home from work.

Tuesday, went to work late.

Wednesday, came home from work early.

Thursday, stayed home from work again.

Friday, will be staying home again.

Wednesday, I got home around 2:30 and Justin tucked me right into bed.  And I slept until he woke me up for soup at 7:30.  And then I slept until 2:30 when I got up to pee.  And then slept again until 7:30 when I got up and showered and tried to get ready for work, got too tired, and curled back up in bed to sleep until about 12:30.  Yeah.  That’s about 22 hours of straight sleep.  And it wasn’t that “Wow, I feel so rested!” feeling after I got up.  Oh, no.  It was that “I wish I could sleep more but it’s just not happening right now” feeling.  That fuzzy-brained, too-tired-to-move, brain-just-won’t-shut-up feeling.  So I went downstairs, watched Jumper (not impressed) and The Producers (quite amusing) and Surragates (enjoyable).  I love Netflix.

Anyway.  If you haven’t heard from me, it’s because I’m sleeping.  My cough and sneeze and runny nose are both greatly diminished from yesterday, which would be a lot more exciting if things didn’t smell so badly after lying in bed for a day and a half.  I think my temp is back down normal since I’m not freezing cold all the time anymore.  I’m very hopeful that I’ll be feeling all the way recovered very soon now.