Take Me Away!

I hate being sick. No, let me rephrase that: I deplore, despise, and utterly detest being sick. Thankfully it doesn't happen very often, but when it does, I fight it tooth and nail. I usually feel it coming on and immediately dive into any and all activities, almost willing myself not to succumb to the icky feelings. Sometimes it passes, but sometimes, usually around once a year (and ironically, usually right before I'm set to travel somewhere), I find myself losing the inevitable battle. And with my colds, they almost always turn into nasty sinus infections that can knock me flat. That's exactly what's been going on here for a few days now. Oh, it started out simply enough: late last week, I started feeling a scratchy throat, and my voice started to sound deeper and hoarse. Throughout the day yesterday, though, it turned into a nasty cold, and last night, I could barely sleep because I could barely breathe. Usually I fight it on my own for a while, but not this time. No, this morning, I visited the local Minute Clinic as soon as it opened. I have too much going on to be sick, and need to nip this in the bud as early as I can. Sure enough, and as I expected, it's already developed into a sinus infection, so I left with my new best friend: pink horse pills in the name of Amoxicillin that I get to enjoy twice a day for 10 days. (Why do they have to make these things so BIG?) I know from past experience that these work miracles for my sinus infections, and within a few days, I should be feeling a world better. In the meantime, I took it easy today, rarely getting off the sofa - very unusual for me. Hopefully by tomorrow I'll feel better enough to get on with all the things I need to get done. No time to be sick!