Last Tuesday I started to get that feeling.
The tightness and sore throat feeling letting me know I am getting sick.
It usually, like 97% of the time, starts in my throat.
I pushed through the day, came home, promptly took some Nyquil, and put myself to bed.
By Wednesday it was game over.
I was down for the count. Mid day the sinuses got in on the action. Everyone I spoke with Wednesday was pretty much feeling very sorry for me and getting off the phone as quickly as possible. Apparently I sounded horrible. I know how horrible I felt.
Luckily through this all I did not have a fever so I knew it wasn't the flu. Thank you baby Jesus.
Nelli, my neti pot, and I became reacquainted very quickly.
So did my couch, one of my blankets and a few of my hoodies. When I am under the weather I like to be in a hoodie and "hide" under the hood and a blanket. For some reason I prefer to be on the couch rather than in the bed when I am fighting off a cold.
That's my sick, whiny, suck it face. I know I am hot stuff. Don't try to tell me differently.
By the time Wednesday night rolled around the sore throat was gone but the stuffiness was at its worst.
Thursday I ventured out to get some of this. A few of my tweeps swore by it. After taking it I am a believer too. It definitely decreased the time the crud was in control of my body.
By Friday I was feeling well enough to talk with all my siblings and have an early dinner with Fiwa and her hubby.
Saturday I ventured out to run a few errands and scored a few deals. I pushed myself a little too much. I thought I was back in prime condition. I was wrong. As a result I was back out for the count Saturday night.
Sunday I pretty much felt 85%; a little run down but well enough to do what needed to be done and take a walk along the boardwalk.
Here's to hoping the crud is a thing of the past. I have an uber busy week in store professionally I need to be on top of my game.
Hope you and yours had a very happy holiday and are well in both spirit and physical health.
Peace and Love Peeps.