Why is it, that whenever I go out into the really real world lately, I wake up sick the next day? I first caught this stupid cold when I went shopping with Doug in the beginning of October. He was sick for a few days, and I was sick for a month. A month, dear reader! >_< Okay, I didn’t have the full blown cold for a month (about two weeks), but I had this stupid cough for that long. Then I finally felt better and went to my knitting group and the next day, I woke up with the stupid cold again — cough, sore throat, the whole thing! It only lasted a couple of days… except the cough, but still. So I felt better yesterday — enough to run errands. And today, I woke up feeling like crap again! Cough, sore throat, blankity-blank sinuses all blocked up, and all over achy-ness and blah. What the hell, body? What the ever-loving hell?
It’s not fair.