Wednesday, March 2, 2011
So yesterday, I left work halfway through because I was sick. I know I caught it from the stilt walker and the juggler (who are father and son, who were both working with me the other day). Usually if one person is sick, I don't often catch it, but working closely with two sick people, well, that did me in.
Thank god for thera-flu! After a quick stop at the drug store where I picked up medicine, throat drops and chicken soup, I lay on the couch with my doggies, drifting in and out of my drug induced slumber. Later on, the boyfriend heated me up some soup and spiked it with a bunch of cayenne pepper. After that, I knew I was already on the road to recovery.
I'm feeling much better today, but I probably won't do anything too strenuous as I'm at that point where it could easily turn around or plummet right back into relapse. Gibbs, Bess and my buddy Theraflu will be spending a lot of much needed sofa time together today.