And the rain falls down without my help, I'm afraid

After being dumb earlier and accidentally slapping up a community-bound post in my personal journal, I suppose I should actually do a real update. I haven't done too much this past week, since I've been sick since last Friday. After a week and a day, when things got so bad that I was coughing till I vomited everytime I tried to go to sleep, my darling husband woke up early and dragged my sorry coughing ass to the doctor on Saturday morning. Doctor Blonde Lady, whose name I didn't catch, is now a saint in my personal pantheon. She gave me an Albuterol inhaler and some Robitussin with codeine, and I feel much better now. I was actually able to sleep and to have fun at the LARP this weekend (Though I did throw up once during the game and once on the drive down.) I only even needed the inhaler once today, so I think this stuff is on the way out.

I would say more, but Mike is being pesty now, and he is very hard to ignore when he wants to be. In retaliation, next time you see him, ask him if he sleeps upside-down. That should fix his wagon. =)