Ugh. Today I woke up with what feels like a rock in my throat and one stuffy nostril that whistled when I breathed. I'm sure my husband thought I was sexy then.
I had a pretty good idea this was coming.
One of my colleagues fought the battle of the germs and lost about a week and a half ago. He is still recovering from the effects. My colleague next door to me started her day much the same as I started mine today. She had a sub when I walked in this morning.
And me? I believe in the power of positive thinking in regards to my health. That is, I am rarely sick. Even now, while my symptoms throughout the day have progressed to sneezes here and there, coughs, the feeling that I have an elephant sitting on my chest, and a voice that resembles a bullfrog, I keep thinking it could be worse. I could be back to my first year teaching in this district when I caught every severe cold that entered the building between November and March. The worst part of that time period was when I thought I had a bad cold and cough for a month, only to find out I had walking pneumonia and was off for a week. This, the week before Christmas break. I know, I know; I can hear the groans from here.
Back to the present. I bought some snazzy reusable hot beverage cups at Target so I can put my hot tea in them to sip throughout the morning. (The ones I bought came in a two-pack and have cool designs on them. Couldn't find the designs on the manufacturer's site, though. Sorry!) I have my ginger ale at hand and have taken a nice little nap after dinner tonight. My prayer is that I don't get any worse than this so I can finish out my week with my students. You know what I mean; sometimes it's harder to be out sick than it is to stick it out and be in the building. If I call off, then you KNOW I'm sick.
That said, I'm going to find a comfy spot in my bed, watch a little TV, and drift back into sleep.
See you tomorrow.
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