down for the count

ok, i'm so over being sick....over it, i say! the past four days have consisted of trying to warm myself up by piling blankets all over me, drinking cups and cups of hot tea only to throw this all aside once the fever spikes again, at which time i lie in a pile of sweat and feel like the. most. unattractive. person. on. earth. while lying in my sweat i tell the boys in my scary monster voice to share their toys or i'm moving them out to the barn, (the toys that is, not my sons)! my nights have consisted of finding a comfortable position so as to allow "proper drainage." repeating the days' events, only this time getting up to shower after each sweat bath, (four times last night if i remember correctly), changing the bed sheets, coughing up my guts and putting on chapstick. i should really take a picture of our bedroom because it's quite hilarious looking. large blankets hanging on every window, piles of nasty blankets on the floor, (i'm just going to let the pile grow and take it all to the laundry mat, otherwise i seriously will be doing laundry for 2 weeks), cough drop wrappers, gallons of water, cough medicine and my fuzzy pink eye cover thing.

my honey was out plowing snow for most of monday and tuesday so it's veeeeeery nice having him here today so i can rest. i went to the dr. this morning, he didn't give me any new insight, but it was nice to know that my lungs are still intact...i'm afraid to cough because they hurt so much and my stomach muscles are majorly sore too.

okay, enough complaining for one post. i'm dreaming of de-germing this house by opening all the windows for days on end, wiping down the walls and going a little overboard with lysol!

here's to "feeling normal."