Love went to work last Friday and by the time he got there, he realized he was sick with a cold. He stuck it out though and came home after work and was sick all weekend. I was really on the ball, changing the sheets, not drinking anything of his, washing my hands, etc. and thought I escaped the cold. Until last night.
Last night, we’re watching some TV and my nose starts running a little. And I sneeze a few times. Then, I realize it’s only one nostril (the right) and that it’s giving me that distinctive twinge/zing/slight burn I get when it’s a cold and not just allergies. Dammit!
So…I’m sick. This is not a good thing because it’s Love’s birthday on Saturday. We have plans to go out to Disney and I even have reservations for a birthday dinner I had to make months ago. There’s no way I want to be sick for his birthday. I’m hoping that because he was better in a few days, that by Saturday maybe I will be too.
Meantime…ugh. Sucks being sick.