Ok, I'm finally lucid enough to post again. I haven't been this ill in ages. After Saturday, it just went downhill. I finally got to the Dr. yesterday and she gave me the usual Z-pack and benzonate cough pills. She's really nice, but I don't have a lot of confidence in her diagnoses. I think once I'm better, I'll find a new doctor. I'm somewhat afraid that what I have is viral and the antibiotics are unnecessary. Then again, on Day 2 of the antibiotics, I am feeling better. So who knows.
Now TJ is sick too, so we're a pretty sad bunch. Basically we've spent all day, one of us in bed and one of us on the couch downstairs. We're kind of in that "don't come near me" icky sick phase. We did watch "The Closer" last night - another super episode! (That made me think of Big Gay Al on South Park - Super!)
The good news is that I'm not especially hungry so I'm not tempted to eat everything in sight. TJ made the executive decision to take the cake over to John and Jenna's on Saturday, which leaves us with the much less dangerous champagne. Which neither one of us has any desire to drink now anyway.
Well, back to another day in bed. I think the dogs have figured out that we're sick because they seem to be less fidgety and ok with just sleeping in the same room as we are. Peanut comes over every now and then and gives us a delicate lick to make sure we're ok, I guess. If I get really adventurous I might try to throw in a load of laundry. Good times!