If you didn't catch my Friday post last week, you can go here for some background.
Day 1: A simple sore throat. I don't think I'm going to get this bug as badly as my husband did.
Day 2: Still just a sore throat. A tad worse, but still - I don't think this will be too bad.
Day 3: Woke up with sandpaper in bronchial tubes. How did that get jammed down there? Still - not as bad as I would have expected judging by husband's illness.
Day 4: Sandpaper and a cough; still - not horrible - must have stronger immune system than husband. I am still vertical and functioning.
Day 5: WHOA NELLY I'M DYING I'M DYING I'M DYING COUGH COUGH COUGH COUGH COUGH
Night 5: WHOA NELLY I'M STILL DYING THERE'S NO END TO THE COUGHING AND WHO INSTALLED A TAP IN MY EYES AND NOSE
Day 6: PLEASE SOMEONE KILL ME I'VE GONE THROUGH ALL THE TISSUES I'M USING MY RESCUE INHALER I'M USING DECONGESTANT I CAN'T SEE I CAN'T BREATHE I CAN'T SMELL WHERE IS ALL THIS FLUID COMING FROM????
Day 7: Stay tuned ..........
I think we need some funnies now.
Well, *I* need some funnies anyhow.
(All lols courtesy of icanhas.cheezburger.com)
I hope you all have a healthy week, but if it's too late for that wish, I hope you all recover soon.
And if THAT's not going to happen either, I hope you at least have something to laugh at :)