A tiny bit of a bug
has taken up residency in my skull
wreaking havoc on my thoughts
and creating a misfit of actions.
I spent the entire day (yesterday) wrapped in blankets
thinking it was Monday,
missing appointments,
letting my helpless laundry go stagnant in the washer.
I ate soup, took naps, vegged on a movie
and read books when my brain allowed the words to appear normal.
I whined, I complained.
I drank kombucha, ate garlic and flushed my system
with as much fluid as my bladder could handle (and then some).
If I don't attack the cold, the cold attacks me
and I will end up with bronchitis (again) or worse,
pneumonia (which I have had three times).
Woke this morning to progress.
That little bug is packing his bags.
Eviction process is in full swing.
I'm sparing you any pictures.
;0)
My apologies for the lack of substance in this post. Guess I just missed it here and wanted to say, "Hello Friends! I miss you!"
