Have you ever forgotten what it was like to feel good? I’m almost there. I almost have to flip the calendar to find that last, blissful day.
The worst part of it all is it may be self inflicted.
“Wait a second, how is a cold self inflicted?”
Kudos to me for such a good question. My daughter inherited my gift for interrogation, but that’s another story.
The cold started…
It’s not as bad as it sounds, or will sound (if you can make any sense of it). This week I’ve been sick (again/still – pick your adverb) and between medications. I’ve been weening myself from caffeine, on doctor’s orders, and I’m suffering the consequences. My meds of choice for headache are no longer part of the arsenal – due to the caffeine, so I’m…