I have a vase of wilted flowers on my dining room table right now. If I had more energy, I would take a picture and show them to you. Because, this is the only description of me right now.
I started coughing (again) on Saturday. I went to the doctor on Monday and I have either: bronchitis or pneumonia. They weren't ready to hang their hat on either. I got 2 shots in my hip - and was thrilled when I remembered I was wearing my panties that say "Monday" across the waist ban (I won't go into how I got these). Yeah, how adult did that look? Anyway...
Tuesday I went into work about 11am. Dr. B went to Canada for the rest of the week, so I am running the clinic. That night I went to a CE (local veterinary association meeting) that I didn't get home from until 9:45pm. And, I drank PLENTY of tea from Jim and Nick's, that was FULL of caffeine, and consequently lay awake in the bed most of the night. Set me up well for the rest of the week.
Wednesday I spent half the morning in the bathroom from the antibiotics my doctor prescribed. Not getting home last night until 8pm, I went to bed shortly afterwards. I did get a new prescription, though.
Worked all day today. I felt worse today than yesterday. Great.
The good news is that I have to work tomorrow, and then I get the weekend off!
The hardest part, other than working sick as a dog (haha - I know), is that I miss my kids! They spent the last part of last week visiting GranGran and PawPaw, got home Sunday, and I have either worked or been in the bed sick since. I don't think I will get much quality time this weekend, because I hope to be in the bed getting better from whatever I have.
And, I go back to the doctor next Tues for more x-rays... And, I imagine the plot will further thicken...