Sick of being Sick

So I woke up Saturday morning with what I thought was just an overgrown feeling of hunger. My body is so used to getting up at God-awful hours to go to work, and I usually eat a little something, but I was able to sleep in for the first in quite some time. So we had to make a Wal-mart run in the nasty rain, grabbed Zaxby's on the way, and I couldn't even eat my whole meal. Now that's not normal, Zaxby's is like almost my favorite. I decided to go ahead and grab some medicine at Wal-mart after checking my temp of 100.0. Did you know that they do not make chewable tablets for adults with cold/flu? What a crock! Not everyone has accrued the wonderful talent of swallowing pills ya know. So Shawn found me some Zicam liquid that says its virtually tasteless when mixed with your choice of drink.

So as excited as I was about my new medicine, we get home, I pour my sprite, mix in my glorious Zicam in which I figure we're going to be best friends for the next couple days, take my first swig, and up and out it came. I don't know who did their test taste, but it definitely was not someone with taste buds. They need to re-evaluate that again; and I'd love to be their test-taster. So needless to say, I just went through a terrible flu/stomach virus/whatever you wanna call it without any medication.

Besides about passing out twice on Sunday morning, I got me some good rest, and had to regretfully use a sick day from work on Monday. I need my sick days for doctors appts, that's another story in itself. But I'm feeling a little better. Still a little nauseated, but other than that, my trips to the bathroom are narrowing.