I'm sick, sick, sick. It started Sunday night, I woke up with a fever and body aches...that continued through Monday. My fever broke on Monday night. Tuesday I woke up with compacted sinuses. Wednesday it traveled to my lungs and by the evening I had also lost my voice. That night, I couldn't sleep, because everytime I dozed off, my throat (or lungs?) would close and I would wake up wheezing and gasping. It felt like someone was smothering me. Thursday, I barely made it to my parent's house for lunch. I managed to down a few bites of potatoes once my Vicodin kicked in. We came home, and I finally fell asleep. My fever spiked and I couldn't get out of bed to go to the in-laws for dinner. I slept from 2-9, laid on the couch for a few hours and went back to bed. Today I feel a bit better...less coughing, no fever, and I can swallow a little, but now I'm having a bit of an intestinal issue. Yay.
As for what I'm thankful for? I am thankful that this won't last forever. ;)
See you guys as soon as I feel better. I hope everyone had a wonderful day yesterday.