You know, the only thing worse than being sick in the winter is being sick in the spring/summer. It is 80 degrees outside today and I don't feel like enjoying it. I've been fighting some allergy headaches off and on this week. Then last night my throat started getting scratchy and by the time I woke up I had a full-blown cold. Blah!
Making it worse, Zachariah woke up with the same problems as me. He seems much more resilient to illness though. It doesn't bother him at all, other than running in for a new tissue now and then. Me, I hate being all stuffed up. And the worst of it at the moment it the sinus drainage. It's making my tummy upset.
I'm hoping that this cold doesn't stick around. I know the warm weather isn't for now. So maybe by the time it warms up again I'll be ready to get out and enjoy it again.
A consolation of being sick is Matt doesn't mind doing things for me. I don't feel like cooking, and I'd planned to go to the store today to get things to round out a few meals. But I didn't have the energy to get out. So Matt offered to bring something home to eat. I'll take it. I don't need babied much when I'm sick, so the little things make me feel good.