Day three...

of feeling like crap. At least I semi have a voice. Now the creeping crud has crept into my chest. Wonderful. Fortunately, I can stay in where it's warm and spend most of my time sitting in my recliner wrapped in my "feel better" blanket and watch TV. I love HGTV. I can spent all day watching their home improvement programs, while Petunia alternates between chewing her board and skating on it. At least she's not chewing on the furniture! Crud, I just remembered tonight is shot night. Yuck. Which means that on top of feeling like crap because of the creeping crud I'll have the Rebif aches to deal with. Perfect, just freaking perfect. Thank God the family room couch is comfortable!