For the last 48 hours I have been in my bed sleeping. I am sick. It's an unusual thing for me because I am always healthy. I felt it coming on Tuesday afternoon and I left work on time and came home and popped into bed and laid there. I did make dinner for my daughter that night and managed a bite or two myself, but at 3 a.m. I knew for sure I was really ill.
The last two days I could barely keep my eyes open and I look like a wreck. I think I'm exponentially better, but perhaps I will stay home one more day so I can I have romantic sick day. You know, where you watch movies, read books, sip tea and just feel under the weather.