Head of Vecna, please!

I've been sick for going on a week now. It wasn't so bad until Monday; it was just a slight cold until then. Monday was when the post-nasal-drip sore throat was in full force. [Note to self: let this be a further lesson to you *not* to eat ice cream to make you sore throat feel better. It always results in a worse outcome.] Tuesday I was in full blown sinus infection, and my whole face has been hurting for pretty much the last 40 hours. When I haven't been moaning, I have been making jokes that participating in a trial of The Head of Vecna didn't seem like such a bad idea. My sinus infection has been hurting me so badly, I was worried to drive to pick the kids up from school the last two days. It's that bad. (illyaa picked them up from school both days.) Today I went to the doctor and now I have some lovely antibiotics that I hope will stop my head from threatening to 'splode. Soon! Soon, please, I beg you. Please! You can't leave me like this! ::grovels::

I only made it through Monday night and all of Tuesday by watching every bit of TV I hadn't yet watched that was available to me. This week's Heroes, House, and Sarah Connor episodes, Season 4, Disc 1 of Angel and Chicago from Netflix, plus the entirety of Season 1 of How I met Your Mother (which is made of awesome; thanks curiouskendra for lending it to me). When I have a raging sinus infection like this, I cannot think straight enough to follow a novel, so TV is pretty much the only way to keep from moaning constantly. That and warm compresses. Which means a wet hand towel microwaved for a bit. Which I did repeatedly, about twice per episode of HIMYM last night. Today I limped through watching all the commentaries and special features on the HIMYM discs after my doctor appointment. I even found an episode on Disc 1 that I somehow had skipped over. This is a further indication of how out of it I am, for those of you who know me know that I am generally nothing if not thorough. [I want season 2 now, btw!]

This has meant Cheryl=useless since pretty much Monday afternoon. I *really, really* hate being so useless. Memory failing and logic out the window, which is what happens when my brain deals with sinus pressure, blow my usual self-concept completely. The doctor said my face was visibly puffy and swollen. And worse, today is S's birthday. She's 10. Double digits! This is a big milestone, but I have been unable to make cool things happen for her today because of this awful head cold gone wrong. I missed yoga yesterday morning, and I am planning to skip it tomorrow too, which I hate! hate! hate! I had to reschedule coffee with a friend this morning and a shopping trip for the nice older lady I do weekly shopping for from this afternoon to tomorrow afternoon (please god, let that work out okay), and now I have testing for this job I've applied for to go to Friday morning and Friday afternoon I am signed up to teach sign language to kids in K-3 for the inaugural "enrichment" class at our new school. S has a birthday party set for Saturday afternoon. And, and, and.... These antibiotics better let me get some decent sleep tonight. This was a bad week for a cold to go so wrong. Isn't that just the way.