The Cold From Hell

It started last week, around Monday or so. I was exhausted, but I thought it was just because I hadn't slept well over the weekend. The kid had been sick a few weeks ago, but I had emerged unscathed...

or so I thought.

Damn Wal-Mart and its nasty, germ-covered carts!

So, Tuesday rolled around and I was still very tired, and I noticed the telltale sign: itchy eyes. I thought maybe that my contacts were just dirty.

I woke up Wednesday to a full-blown common cold. I took some over-the-counter medicine and felt better, but as the day wore on at work, I could hardly concentrate, in between sneezing fits and blowing my nose. My entire cubicle was littered with remnants from the plague. Used tissues filled my wastepaper basket, and I was alternating between cold and hot.

I got home that day and took more OTC medicine. I tried to go to bed early, but the medicine made my heart race. I didn't sleep very well. Thursday passed much the same, still dead tired, freezing, hot, used tissues out the wazoo.

On Friday, DH and I attended DD's first parent-teacher conference, and we had a date planned afterward, so I made myself feel better for those two events. DD is doing well in school, and our date was fun. We rented the movie "The Village," the plot of which was almost unbelievable.

Saturday, I worked, and when I got home, I felt worse than I had felt all week. I fell asleep early, but woke up early on Sunday. Sunday was almost the worst day of all--my eyes itched and were watery all day. I sneezed a lot and went through an entire box of tissues.

Now today, I feel better. I didn't need to take the medicine today, and my eyes are less itchy and watery. I hope it's gone. However, DH has come down with it now. Yay.