So this weekend....many plans!  Tonight, seeing Deadpool 2 with ALCMDPP and Ghostie.  Tomorrow VUBOQ is coming to town to run in the town 10K and the Beer Fest afterwards.  And Sunday, I'm driving a friend, his sister and his niece to see Infinity War.  Tickets for tonight and sunday have already been purchased.

So....that was the plan....

Tuesday, I had a cough.  A cough deep in my chest, felt like I was moving phlegm and stuff around down there. But by Wednesday the cough was gone.

Wednesday, I wanted to get the spare bedroom ready and tidy up the house a bit for VUBOQ's visit, and at work, I got most of my pressing work done.  Plus, I had a nagging little headache.  Coulda been the weather or sinuses, or whatever....  But with all these things together, I just decided to leave at noon.  And so I did.

I came home, had lunch and did a lil bit of moving stuff around.  ANd then, my stomach got all screwed up.  I was nauseous, I was not feeling well at all. I slept for like an hour and a half on the sofa, and felt a bit better then.  But because of how I felt I didn't get a lot of stuff done that I wanted to.  So I in the evening, I called in and took Thursday off too.

Thursday I still got up kinda early for a day off work. I got coffee from Rutters, did a few things around here, and even went to Wal-Mart to get a few things.  But in the early afternoon, like two-ish, my neck, shoulders and back got all achey.  And then, I got all hot and feverish.  Oh I felt terrible!

I went to bed early-ish, like 830.  And I was asleep within the hour.

I got up on time today, and still felt like shit.  But since I wasn't going in tomorrow, I wanted to go today.  OR at least for half a day.  I showered, shaved, even put product in my hair.  But when I bent over to put my socks on, and my back and shoulders SCREAMED in protest, I was like, "Nope."  Not going in.

So I called in and took today too.  I also had to cancel on going to the movies tonight, hopefully ALCMDPP and/or Ghostie can find someone else to take the ticket.

I've been taking painkillers every four hours.  I spent the vast majority of the morning asleep on the sofa.  I'm just hoping I feel better after doing nothing but resting today.  I dont want lose anymore fun plans this weekend.

I mean, there's NEVER a good time to be sick, but damn, this is really kinda the worst time for me. I spend most of my evenings doing nothing but reading, or on the computer, or watching TV, so why did I have to get sick when I had a full weekend of plans!?!

typical.

POLT