Under the weather

I’m down with a sinus infection and truly feel like crap. My throat started to get real sore Monday night, but since I didn’t have the time to be ill I tried to ignore it. It’s just a simple cold. Flying in to London on Wednesday morning was a real pain. (Even though I got upgraded without doing anything. Still don’t know why.) My eardrums wouldn’t pop and it felt like my head was going to explode. For most of the day I walked around in my own little bubble having a hard time hearing what people were saying. And when I talked there was an echo in my head. Ugh! Flying home late on Thursday night I realized I was never going to get a cold and a runny nose. It had gone straight to sinuses and clogged everything up. I dragged myself into work on Friday morning catching up on things and then went to my boss’ annual summer luncheon at his house by the beach. The food was very nice, but I had no idea what I tasted like. The weather was gorgeous as well, but sitting under a parasol freezing one minute and sweating the next I just gave up and went home. I stopped by the chemist on my way home to stock up on remedies and Kleenex. I’ve been pretty doped up on cold medicine since then. Today I can finally feel that the stuff is helping, but I still feel both whiney and cranky. Being ill is the only time I hate living by myself. I want someone who can fuss over me for a while. Someone who can cook whatever I feel like eating and go out buying more ice cream. So I guess that’s what this post has all been about. Me just being very cranky, whiney and feeling sorry for myself. But it’s not fun being ill…