Nov. 4

I've been whining about being sick for two days now-twitter, facebook, maybe even here. I can't remember. I don't know what day it is. Stupid, stupid head cold. I'm still attempting to write 1,000 words a day. Should be piece of cake, right? But no, am fighting through the pain of feeling as if I'm punched in the face, the nausea of the room spinning. I woke up dreaming the room was spinning. Bleh. I saw the doctor yesterday. He did not think it was funny when I told him I was hoping to cancel the appointment due to sickness but the family wouldn't let me. Sigh. He says, we'll try to manage the symptoms-so decongestant, nose spray, lots of fluids and time. Time, that's the killer. I have an end of the month deadline. I don't have time for headaches and spinning rooms.

Okay, enough whining. I promise to stop as it really changes nothing. :D It's just the spinning room thing is new to me. If this is how other people feel when they get sick, then I've not been nice enough to them. Cheers my friends and may whatever this is, skip you and your household.