It has been a rough couple of days. Woof.
I woke up Monday with a sore throat, and it's only gotten worse since then. Last night, as I was walking out of work, I got that weird, nauseated feeling that signaled impending doom.
I woke up all through the night, positive that I was going to soon be dying the black death of puke.... but then, I finally woke up this morning and I feel alright. Definitely not well, but fine. No fever, which is unfortunate because I would love to call off work and spend the day on the couch watching TV.
Besides feeling sick, the weather is disgusting here. Wind gusts of 40 miles per hour are the norm and it alternately snows then sleets.
This wine would be delicious if I weren't just wishing for a swift trip to bed instead.
The happy face is only doing minor things to cheer my mood though.
Hopefully everyone's feeling well where you are. Pass the Gatorade and tissues.