Today… I am a trooper no more. Today… I had more fun than you as I called in sick to work, then slept in till 11a. After my shower, I walked to the living room and realized that Mr. W had left his lunch behind. So I took it to him at work, then bought a few things at the store, and I’ve been home since. I vacuumed, cleaned up the cat area, have laundry going, sucked up some apple cider flavored Theraflu. I have taken more drugs this past week than I have collectively in my life. Nyquil, Robitussin DM, Theraflu, Tylenol, cough drops. I’m still coughing and my lungs feel week, but I’m in high spirits from the day’s productivity and other little things. I think I’ll curl up with Eragon the rest of the night, and I’m even tempted to order a pizza. If only sickness-induced weight loss were more permanent, I’d have less than 10 lbs to go till I reach my goal weight.