The Cold From Hell

Ok-Seriously? I feel like I have been sick for the last three months. At least. I mean, the year I worked at the preschool I wasn't sick this much. So I've had the basic cold/sinus infection a few times this year (including twice this past summer). After Mudbowl I developed a case of something that I am pretty sure was the flu. I haven't had a fever since I don't know when, so I am assuming that with a fever of 102.6 it is safe to say it was the flu. Since then, I felt like I was over it, finally got over the cough, and then this past Wednesday it came back, and fast. There may have been some environmental factors in place (going to bed with my hair wet the night before certainly didn't help the situation), and I have been stressed about life and the job and all that. So I think between the wet hair, stress, and the emotional roller coaster that was not getting the job, my body gave up and the cold came back. It's so bad that I couldn't make it through the whole day at Terminus (but the rain and 45 degrees had nothing to do with it).

So I say again- seriously?! Colds are stupid, and I believe that I have had my fair share of them this year. Mother Nature can keep her colds and give them to someone else more deserving.