...only with shorter hair, and less blood!
Don't worry. I feel a whole lot worse!
It all started with some innocent sneezing on Sunday. By Monday morning, I couldn't breathe through my nose. Then, yesterday, someone snuck up on me and put an axe between my eyes while his accomplice began hitting me on the back of the head with a sledge hammer!
Yes, you should certainly feel sorry for me.
Last night, no lie, I "slept" sitting up (propped up on tons of pillows) because otherwise I could not breathe.
The thing about allergies is no one really lets you be legitimately sick. After all, you are not contagious and most of the time, there is no fever involved! Just mucho mucus and annoying sniffles coupled with incessant pounding inside the head.
The good news is, despite the foggy head of one worthless coach, my girls won their basketball game in a nail-biting finish that took us to overtime where the Lady Eagles completely shut down the Lady Riders with the full court press.
It was so much fun to walk away with the victory!
Sadly, my foggy head did not bring a camera, so I have no cute picture with which to leave you.