Coming alive after a miserable cold.
Wondering, what day is it? I lost 5 days somewhere.
Looking back, those 5 days were a blur.
Just noticed: the sun is out. Maybe it is spring.
Still no appetite. Well, maybe a piece of Liz’s fudge.
Tired of flopping around in my PJs.
The cats hate me even more, when I climb into bed and disturb them.
Doctor said no antibiotics. Let it run its course.
A cold can be all consuming. Nothing can take your mind away from its foggy aura.
It does, however, teach a lesson: When you are feeling good, live life to the fullest.
There is nothing more precious than good health.
Besides, your cats might hate you less if you let them have the bed.