Allow me to vent.
I am currently on day 3 of being sick.
Sometimes, I do confess that I exaggerate and/or make up being sick for sympathy or for a nap.
It goes something like, "Ugh, honey, I'm not feeling well. I sort of feel like I am going to throw up."
Perhaps I might spread some black eyeshadow under my eyes to enhance the appearance of bags and dark circles. "I need to go lie down for a little bit," I say weakly. "Will you watch the kids?"
And I'll disappear and take a nap.
But I am not going to lie: this time, I am SOOOO not faking.
I can take the 24 hour thing, but again, this is DAY THREE. Total bull-sh**.
I had a 102 fever and sat for a miserable 2 hours at the disgusting urgent care clinic yesterday evening to be told I had a sinus infection and an ear infection.
Personally, I think it is more than that. He mentioned strep, but didn't do a test because I am allergic to penicillin, so I start immediately on the Z-Pack, which is the medication they use for strep. So it would just be an unnecessary test.
I think it is a combination of strep throat, the flu, ear infection, and a brain aneurysm. Because that is what it feels like.
I still can't swallow without a searing pain in my ears, so I'm sure I'm crazy dehydrated, too.
On the upside, I got on the scale this morning and I haven't gained any weight. I was certain I had, what with all the cheese and candy I have been eating.
Plus, a "friend" ~ I use that term lightly~ turned me on to flavored coffee creamer (raspberry cream cheese truffle, to be exact). The bitch.
I don't even have all of the Christmas shopping done for the kids....and the ONE BIG gift for Maggie that my husband ordered off of Ebay THREE WEEKS AGO has yet to arrive.
I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN not to order something off of Ebay and expect it to be here by a certain date. Seriously. But, it is the Wonder Pets Flyboat and isn't available to buy in stores. So we had to pay through the nose on Ebay.
And as wonderful as my husband is, MY KITCHEN STINKS. I KNOW he has been trying to keep it clean....thanks honey....but it smells like rotting food in here.
Thank you, dear Internet, for allowing me to complain.
And ooooooh, the stabbing pains in my head!!!!!!!!
And Maggie just turned on Spongebob!
Excuse me while I go hang myself.