Good morning and happy Monday!
My last post, I talked about how much I love fall. Which is a ridiculous amount. For sure.
But my least favorite thing about fall. The inevitible bought of sickness. I’m one of those lucky people that as soon as the season changes begin, I’m usually in bed. Moaning, groaning, sniffling, coughing, with bits of tissue strewn all over the place. I guess, fall’s got me feeking more green than blue? It’s like clockwork. And this year was no different.
Now that was back on the 15th, TWO WEEKS AGO. What starts off as a little stuffy nose slowly builds into a massive chest cold. Last year I ended up about two steps away from Pneumonia… breathing treatments, and steriod shot in the butt… the whole nine yards. When I get sick, it hits me like a freight train. So during this time, I try to be proactive and drink tons of water, get as much sleep as I can manage, and start dosing up with some good ol vitamin C. Sometimes it works, other times…not so much.
Hopefully there is an end in sight…soon. I’m sick of being sick.
And Jordin doesn’t like it at all. My obnoxious coughing and nose blowing keeps waking her up from her beauty sleep. In which case she’ll roll over and give me this look of pure annoyance. Little lady definitely has a bit of a ‘tude.
Here’s to feeling better and being able to actually enjoy fall!