I came home from a youth activity last night, sat on my bed to wind down and fell asleep, in my clothes, glasses on, the whole bit. I proceeded to have bad dreams about all sorts of odd things and woke up feeling rotten, still with my glasses on my head. Head pounding, sore throat, body aching, swollen lymph nodes all over my body, tired beyond belief, etc. Yuck. I suspect it is just allergies because I have no fever or anything, but man, talk about the proverbial freight train. I definitely feel like it just hit me.
Naturally I had a whole day planned and went through with some of the more important plans (thank you ibuprofen), which was a good thing, and I still have to get Ev to a PT appointment, but then I am crashing for the night. I'll put a frozen lasagna from my emergency stash into bake for dinner and Hit. The. Sack.
I will think about that blessed sensation and it will get me through the rest of the afternoon.
I say again, Blegh.