The ick

I don't know whether I caught Donna's ick or one of the nine billion going through my line or if it's Widget's, but in any case, I caught the ick. It's a weird one, as far as colds go, in that I think it started with my chest feeling congested first, and then my throat went on fire and now my nose is stuffy. It's moving backwards. o_O It's gross and it has made my days off basically a waste. Sunday I did the sleep that isn't sleep, where you just kind of prop yourself up and doze between coughing fits and trying not to drown in your own spit (classy) and then Sunday evening, all day today, I've been doing the actually getting a fair amount of sleep while running a definite fever.

Yay.