Saturday, October 03, 2015
Well, my cough didn't kill me so that's a start. I spent a good portion of my day yesterday frustrated I couldn't access anything at work (thank you technology) and when I got sick of my own whining, I laid down and slept for 3 hours. That was probably what I needed in the first place.
Got up, went to Target and got myself a care package of sorts (cough drops, Nyquil, ice cream, Kleenex, soup...) It's been awhile since I've been sick, so I forgot how much I sucks to have no one there for you to help. Meh.
I couldn't taste anything yesterday, but I gave it my best anyway. Actually, I've given it a big effort this week. I didn't eat within my supposed calorie range once, but I also didn't go bonkers on any given day either. I'll take it.
Looking forward to feeling back to myself. My cough is breaking up and I can sufficiently breathe again. I know I need to clean my house, but I don't want to (and I'm using the excuse of me being sick as the reason... totally lame). Maybe I'll get something done a bit later.