It must be mold season. That is one of my worst. This time every year I am guaranteed to be as sick as a bassett hound for at least three days.
And, oh look! I started coughing yesterday afternoon. Last night, I could barely finished sentence without clearing my throat. This morning, I can't breathe.
I can't sleep either which is why this post is being done at 4 in the AM.
Now, when I was a child, by this point, I would have hospitalized with pneumonia.
My diet will now consist of lots and lots of hot beverages and soups from now until frellin Halloween. Oh well. Better than missing days in work.