So got up this morning to go to work and had a mild sore throat, but actually felt pretty good. Spent the night coughing, but I was finally coughing the junk out. The hot, steamy shower felt great and I was already thinking about trying to get in a training run after class.
By lunchtime I could tell something was wrong. Took the rest of the day off, came home, had two cups of tea with honey and went down for a nap. Woke up and felt like total arse. And it only got worse.
My throat is so sore, my ears hurt. Went to the doc; says I've got laryngitis and bronchitis. No work tomorrow, maybe none Wednesday, no running, no talking. Only good part is that when you can't swallow, you can't eat. Remind me: the next time Lisa says she's sick, STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM HER!
I really want to go for a run...
1 comment:
Good to know that you WANT to go for a run. Bad to know that you have the immune system of "The Boy in the Bubble."
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