Sniffle, Sniffle

Remember this post? I find myself there again. Only I'm not vomitaceous this time, which makes it at least bearable. A couple of times a year, I get a horrendous cold that sounds like I will literally cough up a lung (thanks, Mom, for that trait!) I tried to ward it off when I first felt it coming on, but my sickness was stronger than Zicam, Chloraseptic, Vicks, and the neti pot. I surprisingly went to school today (surprising because I'm normally looking for any excuse to stay home), mostly because my partner Sarah is still out with a torn muscle and achilles tendon due to the Kickball Incident of 2010 and it's disastrous to have two subs there. I was signed up to teach at Reading Camp tonight, but had to back out. I made it through the regular school day, but turning it into a 12 hour day would not have been good. I'm a very lucky girl because my Justy-pants brought me delicious, soothing tomato basil soup and cheesecake from Jason's for lunch. I stopped at Kroger on the way home and loaded up on Dayquil, Nyquil, special tea with echinacea/vitamin c/zinc, and a "Woman's Wellness" hot chocolate with vitamins in it. Justin refuses to drink it because he doesn't want to be a "well woman."

I desperately want to be a well woman.