Well, that was no fun

Snagged from the internet

I went to bed Saturday night feeling pretty good, except for a little scratchy throat. In the morning, however, I woke up with a full-blown sneeze session. Once I spent some time in the coffee shop, I realized what I could not deny: I was sick with a cold. So, I went home and snuggled up under a warm blankie and ingested some cold medicine. If it had not been for these drugs and hot tea, there would have been no way for me to get through the next two nights with any sleep at all.

At first, I thought it was just a simple cold, but I felt so awful that I began to wonder if maybe I had the flu. But this morning, after two bad days, I woke feeling so much better! At the coffee shop, John commented that I looked like I must be feeling better, and then I went off to my yoga class, the first of the new semester. I knew it would be an easy one (the semester starts off easy and gets harder as the weeks go by) and sure enough, I did just fine.

Now I'm home, and after having had a nice lunch and settling in to write my Tuesday post, I think I can safely say I'm on the mend. If it's not one thing, it's another, it seems. My knee feels good, and if all goes as planned, I should be able to tackle the Thursday hike. Fingers and toes crossed.
:-)