I can't quite believe it myself, but the whole week has pretty much gone down the drain. Monday, I did nothing because of Yom Kippur. Tuesday, I jumped back in and then, around noon, started to feel crappy. I forged ahead anyway and got some extra work done after lunch. Tuesday afternoon, Geeky Boy and I had gone to the drug store to get cold medicine. You can't get anything these days that doesn't claim to cure 14 different things at once. I tried to find something for sore throat, runny nose/sneezing, and congestion, but everything also included something for coughing, or chest congestion, which I did not have. I was willing to buy separate things, but I couldn't even find separate medicines. Sure, I could get tylenol or advil for the pain, but then I couldn't find something that just dealt with the congestion and sneezing situation. I finally settled on Alka Seltzer cold, which had what I needed, but, I must say, it didn't taste good.
Wednesday, I woke up feeling like crap. Despite medicating myself, I'd spent the whole night sniffling and swallowing hard. I have not felt that bad in a long time. Everyone in the family had been sniffling and sneezing for a week. I figured I was safe since I hadn't gotten sick yet and none of them had been sick enough to miss school. Boy, was I wrong. So, I spent the day in bed, watching reruns of last season's Top Chef. I did nothing that required any brain power, canceling a meeting with a colleague to discuss our upcoming conference presentation. I could barely move, much less think straight.
I'd gone to bed at 9:00 on Tuesday, which is how I knew I was really sick. I just fell asleep. Last night, same thing, 9 p.m. bedtime. This morning, I'm feeling much better, but I'm going on a field trip with the 5th grade class, so the day is shot. I don't get back until 2:00 and then I have to pick up one kid, drop another off, go to a meeting and I probably won't be back until 8 at the earliest. Sigh.
I haven't looked forward to Friday this much since my working days.