All is full of phlegm...

Sick as a dog all weak, I mean week, and not even fast enough to get to the phone before it stops ringing. Coughing and coughing, drinking water, peeing, drinking more water, peeing, trying not to end up with pneumonia. Sick of being sick... need soup... gah...

Arf!

I've been sick as a dog this weekend. It started Thanksgiving morning, and now I'm keeping both Michael and myself up all night with coughing, blowing, sneezing, hacking BLAH!!!

I was actually going to try to run today, but my lungs won't let me.