I hate being sick. HATE IT.
I usually have several things going on at one time, and I try to keep all the balls in the air. Being sick takes away my ability to control my schedule.
Friday morning I felt a cold coming. By bedtime I was clearly ill. Today I am resting, but that means I am not doing all the things that I need to do.
It is humbling to have a bad cold. It takes over. The medicine makes me feel loopy and thus while I feel better I am hardly myself.
I have not been really sick in almost three years. At least it is a Saturday when we had no bigger plans. Still a bummer. Yet it will make me appreciate feeling good again in a day or two.
Have A Great Day.