Palm Sunday

Still down with my head cold. Coughed most of the night. Trying to drink a lot of water but keep falling asleep. Obviously, I wasn't able to go to church with Dennis today. Slept through church time, then woke up when he came home. 

Poor little Maizie thought I was dead, I think, because she smothered me with kisses when I came out of the bedroom. She was lying on the floor beside the door, patiently waiting, and occasionally whining a little.

I've been napping a lot today. I had a game of Scrabble on my computer. Good thing I was playing against the computer, because otherwise my opponent would be angry at having to wait hours between my plays when I fell asleep. 

Spitting up yellow phlegm many times today. I cough often and find myself losing my consciousness multiple times. The day has flown by, and it's now 7:30 p.m. It will be dark soon and I haven't accomplished a thing.

Dennis wants me to see a doctor tomorrow, but he has to take himself to Topeka to see a doctor in the morning. And his need is trumping mine in this situation. I might be able to see my doctor on Tuesday morning. I have art club scheduled but may have to miss that this month.