my secret

I was sick this week. In fact we all got it starting with Livs last Sunday, JaDee and Ethan Tuesday, Carter on Wednesday and me bringing up the rear on Thursday. We had your garden variety cold with fever. No big deal.

But this is why I like getting a cold.

I get to take NyQuil.

I love the stuff. I not only have the "Best-sleep-you-ever-had-with-a-cold" I have the best sleep ever with this stuff.

And I forgot to take it until last night! I only take it when I am really sick and since this is the first time in a year I have been sick, I have not had this magic elixir in a long time.

What is really pathetic is I could have really used it Thursday night when my worthless Advil wore off at 1 AM sending me into a frenzy of fever aches followed by a fever break two hours later that left me sweaty and uncomfortable; tangled in my sickbed sheets so that I kicked myself out and onto the couch. Which then meant that I was up from 1-5.

But I took it last night and slept for 11 straight, blissfully unawakened hours.

While I am still sick *cough* enough to take it tonight, I am pretty sure I will be well enough by tomorrow to not need NyQuil until the next illness that rolls around.

*sniff* (because I am sad, not because I have a cold this time).