Well, my stomach bug is back, and, now, to make things more fun, I've pulled a muscle in my back and - wait for it - I have a sinus infection creeping into bronchitis! Yes, my nose and my lungs are about to engage in a steel cage death match for respiratory supremacy! Oh, the excitement. I woke up so feverish, I wanted to die right there.
Eh, it'll get better. At least my eye isn't throbbing like it did over the entire holiday break. I spent hunks of time at my sister's house with a microwaved rice pack over my eye, doing cleansing breaths to stop the nausea. Over Christmas, I also discovered that, after 2 1/2 hours of pyrotechnics, lasers, and screamin' guiiiiitars, the Trans-Siberian Orchestra can induce eye nausea, too. (But hey - don't let anybody tell ya otherwise - the concert, to which my sister got free tickets, was fun. And the musicians are damn talented. Holiday cheese on an epic level!)
Time to steam my sinuses and curl back up in a fetal ball... whoo-hoo!