Death warmed over

Ugh.

I found a substance more vile than NyQuil. It’s called Zicam — Jim’s mother swears by it, and gave me a small bottle. Jim’s been sick off and on all week and was out sick from work yesterday. I felt it hitting me yesterday afternoon … this morning I feel … blurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh. (you get the picture, I won’t gross you with the details)

I tried Zicam first thing in the morning (not smart) and on an empty stomach — I swear I think I lose all cognitive functions when I’m sick! It’s like sick = stupid.

But anyways, I won’t be going to the Ladies Night Out meetup tonight. I don’t want to chance infecting anyone, and I don’t think I should be drinking with all the medication I’m taking (nor should I be driving late at night).

*pout* :cry: Damn, I was looking forward to it too.

Moporoco’s wedding is tomorrow and I’m hoping that Jim and I will be well enough to go. Oh, speaking of, my brother and his betrothed finally set a date: December 9th. Congrats you guys!