I was feeling lousy @ bedtime last night. Sore muscles and achy joints and coughing could only mean one thing. I was getting sick. Hubby who happens to be my personal private practitioner prescribed two aspirins and some sleep.
I woke up sore, but unwilling to call sick. So I got ready and left for work. Everyday I leave the house before hubby gets up. He called me from work to check up on moi. I sounded more worse than I actually felt, which also garnered stay-away-from-me looks from co-workers. After hearing my froggy voice, hubby advised me to take cough and flu medication from our pharmacy [I work in a hospital] or go home and lie in bed. I was already here at work so I said I’ll go to the pharmacy.
I left my office to get my cure-all remedy. I went to the cafeteria and go me some sugar free brownies.
I feel so much better now!
Actually, my attitude is so much better, but the voice still croaks, and the muscles still sore, and the joints are all achy still. Oh well. Any reason to get a dosage of brownies I will gladly do.