Happy Holidays! I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas. I know I did. I had five days off in a row... what did I do with them, you might be asking???
I was sick. Yup, I chose to spend my time off doing what I do best...being sick. Next year, when I can't really remember this Christmas, remind me that I was hopped up on cold pills and a fever.
I don't know what I'm sick with, exactly. I assume it's some kind of plague that they thought was eradicated in the 1800's. But, I brought it back! Yay me! I'm an over-achiever.
I know you've all thought this before, but I have to put it out there... WHO approved cold medicine's packaging? Who is the sadistic son of a nutcracker who thought that was a good idea?
Does he think it's funny? It ain't!
Even when I am fully functioning and feeling well, cold pills are SO hard to open. Cut to me: completely sick, weak from coughing, middle of the night, can't breathe...can't sleep...too tired and achy to move much...need cold pills... have to call in reinforcements to open them. It's ridiculous!
I nearly sliced open my finger one night when I was trying to open the pills for some "relief."
Emergency Room Doctor: "And how did you cut off your pinky finger?"
Me: "Well, I hab a colb anb I was sho tiwed anb coulbn't seep anb twied to oben my phills..."
Emergency Room Doctor: "I've seen it a million times."