January 21, 2005
I spent this last week fighting a cold and I think the cold won. We all had a touch of it, although I think it is finally on it's way out. I never get sick. I don't know if it is because I have a super immune system due to my job or if it's just luck, but I can't remember the last time I was sick. This week it hit me. I had it the worst of the three of us. It wiped me out on Wednesday when I found myself with serious chills in the middle of the day and it was 85 degrees outside. I covered up on the couch and after a while decided to check my temperature. 102.1. What!? It got worse. I felt achy and woozy and spent the rest of the day in bed. I felt a little better the next day, but I still can't get over how crappy I felt. I am glad it didn't last long and now I have a stuffed up nose, but that's about it. Thankfully, Ethan has made it through with just a bit of a stuffy nose. I am dreading the first time he is sick and hoping it won't happen for a while. Or ever.
Comments
Andrew:
I always take good health for granted. When I’m sick I remember how nice it is to be well. Seems like I’ve had a stuffy nose my entire life.
January 24, 2005 9:28 AM