I mean really sick.
The sickest I think I've been in like, forever.
Been in bed since Friday night,
(hacking, sneezing, enjoying sinuses full of
lovely yellow goo,)
except for the trip to the doctor this morning.
Fell off my bike and hurt my leg on the way there.
Screaming ear infection.
Nice doctor, fantastic nurse and a
darn good shot of torodol.
Plus prescription antibiotics and decongestant.
The big debate: work tomorrow?
Hubby says no - sternly.
My conscience says yes.