The Road to Recovery...

... is long and bumpy.

Went back to work and class today, on very little sleep and on no food whatsoever. Reeeeally bad idea. I survived the day (thanks Lord!), but I discovered how very, very weak I am after one week of no activity but body-wracking coughing. One flight of stairs turned my legs to mush! Oy!

But I'll be fine. Getting better. It's just the cough now, and while that's painful and irritating and probably not healthy, it's manageable, so I'm grateful.

Thanks to everyone who was nice and comforting and thoughtful while I was ill. Y'all are so sweet!

Okay, time to start getting ready for bed. This entails taking a cough suppressant, coughing, showering, coughing, putting on PJs, coughing, brushing teeth, coughing, washing face, coughing, checking clock to see how much longer it will take for the meds to kick in, stretching out, coughing, laying down and immediately coughing, tossing and turning, coughing, sitting up, coughing, playing Playstation, coughing, checking clock again, coughing, giving up around 5 am, laying down and coughing again until I finally fall asleep from utter exhaustion.

No exagerration.

I detest being sick.

Off the the Wellness Center tomorrow! Fwee!

G'night, all. :-)