I woke up this morning and it took all my energy just to get out of bed and climb the stairs, plus the coughing is now so bad that I double over from the force of it, and there are times when it feels as if I am going to throw up. So…in other words, today I stayed home from work. Even if I had any energy, I am sure my coworkers appreciated not having to listen to me hacking up a lung all day.

The frustrating thing with this whatever-it-is that Richard and I have is that while physically I have no energy, mentally I am wide awake. So going back to bed really hasn’t been very useful, each time I’ve attempted it. Instead, I have been mainly curled up in front of the computer, because that, at least, doesn’t take any energy. I did a lot of laundry today, mainly because it was something that didn’t take a whole lot of effort, and it was a good reason to get up at least once an hour and feel as if I wasn’t wasting an entire day just because I’m sick.

I suppose I ought to be glad that at least I did not get this last week, when I’d have therefore missed out on seeing family during Christmas, but just once, it would have been nice to make it through the whole holiday season without either one of us getting sick.

‘Tis the season for Holidailies.