still sick

So the allergies/cold has moved south for the winter--I mean spring--and has now settled in my chest. This happens every year. You would think I would be used to it. But I'm not. I still hate it. After a fitful night's sleep (fell asleep around 9:30, up at 2, up again at 3, back to sleep about 4, then up at 5:15 with my alarm) I called in sick. I took a couple Nyquil capsuls, hoping to just pass out for 8-9 hours and sleep my way well.

Didn't work.

Instead, I had a set of very strange, yet funny, dreams that I can't right now recall except that one of them involved Kevin from the Backstreet Boys, and I think the other one was something to do with Kristy...

*shrugs*

Drug-induced dreams are always a bit sketchy, and I was back awake a few hours later. Giving up, I went and--wrapping up in a blanket--sat on the couch, ate a couple slices of cold pizza from last night and watched some TV. Then I took a shower, went and deposited a check I received in the mail (that I've been waiting FIVE weeks for!), came back home, grabbed my pillows and camped out again on the couch for some more TV. I haven't found a new show yet that I'm addicted to on Netflix, and I'm all caught up on all my other shows, so I just flipped through a couple different ones. Kind of boring.

My throat is itchy and scratchy, my nose is congested, I have phlegm (which, p.s., I hate that word), and now a lovely, annoying cough.

Luckily, this thing usually only lasts about a week. I should be on the up-swing now. I'm trying to drink lots of water and OJ and thinking lots of healthy thoughts. Hopefully I can get some sleep tonight.