I am alive. Barely.
Apparently, my body felt the need to go to Hell and get all sick and stuff at a time when I am too busy to be sick.
I think it was the Universe's way to tell me to sit down and breathe.
Except I cant breathe because my nose is full of snot and my lungs are full of lung snot and my body hurts and I cough so much that I almost bring up my breakfast.
Fun times.
And I have a zit.
The kind of zit that grows under the skin to the point of feeling like there is a huge alien about to escape from my chin.
So I try to help it along.
Except it doesn't do anything.
Except bruise my skin and hurt even more.
What did I ever do to deserve getting more zits at the age of 36 than as a teenager?So, until I get better or go to the doctor begging for strong drugs, I will sit with tissues stuck up my nostrils feeling sorry for myself.
Pray for me.
And my hubby who has to look at me with tissues stuck up my nose and a huge bruised zit on my chin.
Thanks.
4 comments:
Okay, I'll stop complaining about my cold/allergies/whatever the crap it is.
I hope you feel better soon!
And, yes, those are the worst kind of zits!
How about a big old hug? A cyber-one, of course, because I don't want to catch what you've got!
Seriously, hope you feel better soon. But some toothpaste on that zit. I hear it works.
Hubby thinks you're beautiful....Even with tissue stuck up your nose.
I hope you feel better soon. The holidays are never a fun time to be down! I hope Christmas is much healthier for you!
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