|stay strong, T|
Why am I home? Poor, pitiful me is still strugg-a-ling with the allergy attack of fall 2011. I don't know why but it seems like it gets worse every year. Growing up I never suffered from any allergies (except mosquito bites which I sadly passed on to my offspring) so, as an adult I am suddenly and dramatically brought down by a low count of some terrible pollen. The first day I had a scratchy throat and stuffy nose. Nothing I couldn't handle. The next day (yesterday) it was a very sore throat and runny/stuffy nose and I started coughing. (ooh, isn't this the most fascinating thing ever?) Anyhow, by last night I was hacking up lungs left and right and barely talking with out trying to find a morphine button for the extreme pain in my throat (unfortunately for me there was no button, but I popped some more tylenol was able to swallow without bursting into tears). I was still a good person and made peanut butter cookies for a delicious treat for everyone putting up with my adult onset allergies that turn me into a big baby. I also made pizza for supper. It made my whole day when T walked in and exclaimed "Yes! Pizza!" (because pizza is reserved for laziness on my part)
|a rainbow to make up for this terrible, horrible, no good, very bad post|
Again, I am sorry for being such a baby about this. And for writing it and posting. As soon as I feel normal I'll regret this forever. I'm sure you've already clicked the red x in the corner. I'm not upset over that at all. This post has been just delightful. Here's to hoping I feel better soon. My family would very much appreciate it, I'm sure.
|trying to catch a rainbow. me, too, honey|
|best and cutest children in the world|