I’m getting very, very tired of being ill. I can hardly remember a period of such prolonged blechitude in my life. It’s been months since I could say I was 100% chipper, and that ain’t right.
Alas, it’s so bad at the moment that I might actually have to cancel classes. I don’t want to — I never do — but right now between the coughing and the aching and the congesting, well, I feel like a walking advertisement for a pre-NyQuil state.
Speaking of which, I’m hitting the good stuff tonight. Maybe it’ll conk me out well enough to have energy for teaching tomorrow.
Here’s hoping.
Ugh. I feel for you, my man, I truly do. I hope “the good stuff” did its work and you’re rapidly on the mend.
Thanks, Lawrence. Hope springs eternal, though today ain’t good.