SnotFest ‘07
This week was supposed to be my man’s vacation week, from last Thursday to this Wednesday.
However, Thursday he got thee worst allergy attack EVAR, which subsided a bit for Turkey Day dinner, then came back with a vengeance when we went out to the club.
Friday we spent with his Dad, and the allergies seemed to taper off.
Then Saturday night, BAM, all hell broke loose and he could barely breathe, sneezing like mad, constant faucet with the nose, ew.
At that point he told me it wasn’t allergies anymore - he was fully sick. He’s gone through half a forest already in tissues since then. My poor man!
Seems like a bunch of my friends are suffering from the same SnotFest.
And then today, my throat felt scratchy and as I rode my bike, my ears felt like they were plugging up.
PLEASE, DO NOT WANT.
I’m already slated to be bedridden by this weekend from george.
AND I’m slated to deliver food for a wedding on Friday and attend said wedding on Saturday. How I’m going to pull off weddingness and manage my disease is beyond me. Not Thinking About That Right Now.
No SnotFest for me. No No No. DO NOT WANT. Now I’m off to ingest more Vitamin C and eat another apple.