Please Excuse Me While I Go Die Now...

On Friday Ryan and I had a conversation about how I never get sick.  Like, ever.  (Aaaand I just channeled my inner Taylor Swift.  Sorry.)  Bronchitis, pneumonia, the flu... whenever the people around me get the big ugly sick bugs, I just keep on truckin' with my healthy self.

Well, ya know what?  Karma is a bitch.  The very next day, I woke up with a fever of 101 and a mild sinus infection that had just hopped and skipped it's way down into my upper respiratory system.

So I'm just gonna go curl back up on the couch with my blanket and my Mucinex and try to stop coughing til I barf.

I'll be back tomorrow, promise.

BTW, NyQuil does NOT play around.  That stuff is serious business.