Sick

I've been sick since last Tuesday or Wednesday when I was in Florida. I'm sure I picked up a bug from one of the unwashed masses (Hi Ricky!) and haven't been able to shake it. At first I thought it was just because I was running myself into the ground trying to do and see and experience everything I could while on vacation. Once I got home, I spent a few NyQuilled up nights and still wasn't feeling any better. Then I started to think maybe I picked up strep. A trip to the doctor confirmed that it wasn't strep, though most of my symptoms mirrored it. I'm on some heavy duty antibiotics right now, trying to shake it. Whatever this is, it seems to be making the rounds. A woman at the doctor's office when I was there had the same thing. Ken's step-sister seems to have the same thing. People at work keep talking about husbands, wives, kids, whatever who all seem to have it. I don't know what it is, but I'm damn sick of being sick. I tend to, well, shut down isn't exactly it, but I tend to make myself scarce when I feel like garbage. I haven't really posted here since getting back from vacation, and it's taking enough out of me just to scribble this little bit down. Hopefully another night or two of solid sleep and I'll be feeling better. Until then, enjoy this Catherine Tate bit from Comic Relief 2007. Her character Nan appears on the British version of Deal Or No Deal.