You know the one? When you're sick and feel too tired and awful to do anything useful, but somehow also restless and unable to sleep? I hate it.
Stuart's been dragging his butt around for weeks now, which I gather is the hallmark of this season's nastiness. You get a week or so of being truly, nastily sick and then several weeks of just being blagh. Right now, I have a truly sore throat which is triggering a cough, a mild headache with dizzy spells and a wee bit of congestion. I feel tired and my eyelids are heavy, but every time I try to sleep, I end up just lying there, not sleeping.
If I have to be sick, doing it at my parents' house is good though. Hot tea and blankets on demand, yummy food, someone else happy to entertain the puppy for a bit. They even had a new book waiting for me when I arrived! Too bad I have to go home tomorrow. :(
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