I hate being sick

I don't know how I managed this but...I have a cold.

I only got about 6 hours of sleep Friday night, and Saturday night I got about 5 1/2 hours.  Sunday night I slept for about 8 hours.  Yesterday I woke up LATE, realized I'd slept 10 hours, and then took a 4 hour nap later on.  That's 14 hours of sleep. I NEVER do that, and I really love sleep.  My nose was also running a lot, so I figured I had allergies.  Well, then my throat started hurting and my dad decided it was probably a cold.  I tend to get sick after not getting much sleep. Yay! I took Daytime cold medicine, and it seemed to help.

I slept about 10 hours last night, and I'm probably going to nap a lot today.  I just have NO energy.  It's draining me typing this, actually.

I don't even know where I picked up a cold...no one was sick this weekend.  Ugh.

I get a new cold every 3-4 months, it seems.  This year has been the WORST in terms of getting colds/the flu.  I had a cold in September, the stomach flu in December, and a crazy awful cold in February.  Yuck.

I'm also a baby when I'm sick.  I'm grumpy and I hurt and I can't deal with people.  My daddy is the best at taking care of me...he brings me water, medicine, and food.  It's wonderful.

Anyway...I just typed this up to explain why I'm slacking on posting Saturday's recap (not that anyone really cares).

I'm leaving Saturday for the lake...I will be so mad if I'm not on the mend by then.  I should feel better by tomorrow, but colds are sneaky and mean so who knows.