Last night sucked. My throat was raw, the rain poured down, I waited out the worst of the rain and took the dogs out between showers and we tried to go to bed, way past my usual bedtime of 9:30-10ish.
I settled down and picked up a book to read for a bit. I felt like shit. Head feels like lead, coughing, general misery. Waiting for cold meds to kick in.
Sophie pawed me and looked anxious. I told her it was Go To Sleep Time. She paused for 20 minutes, and pawed me and looked anxious again. I knew she meant it. She had to poop, at nearly midnight.
Hauled both dogs out again. Sophie pooped. Murphy appeared inclined to explore the neighborhood, because everything smells so much cooler after it rains! Dragged both dogs back to bed.
Today I was at the depth of the crud. Voice like a rusty hinge, no energy, heavy headache, sore throat. Aiming for bed at 9. I have things planned for tomorrow.
ouch. Get better fast. Your crud was cruddier than mine. and I can sleep all this coming week. sending you good sleep juju
ReplyDeleteOh man, not the crud!
ReplyDeleteI forgot to read ahead to see if you are better...hope you are.