On our way home from NYC, I felt a burning sensation in the back of my throat. I slept all the way home, with my head in my mom's lap while she combed my hair with her fingers (which, by the way, made me feel deliciously like I was 8 years old again). The next day I woke up a bit sick...then through the day it got worse. Yesterday, I spent the whole day lounging around, trying to get enough energy to do the things that had to be done. I managed to get all the orders out that came in yesterday, in record time.
I woke up this morning feeling like the bones in my face were broken. All my muscles are achy and I just feel terrible.
But, here's the thing...I still have shopping to do! Lots of shopping! I'm wondering if I'll feel well enough after a shower to go out just to one store to get some of it done. Maybe?
Well, anyway, that's my story for today. Poor pitiful me, smelling of vick's vapor rub and surrounded by a sea of used kleenexes.