Two steps forward; three back

Just when I was starting to feel better and gaining a little momentum toward writing again, I get sick again. Yesterday, I awoke with a sore throat, coughing, sneezing, and my nose running like a faucet. I may have been running a mild fever too, but I didn't check my temperature, just treated myself with DayQuil and NyQuil. I'm hoping that will take care of it, but not going to hold my breath. Couldn't if I wanted to.

I'm not even trying to keep up with the housework or doing art or writing. I'm just resting, trying to drink fluids, and taking my OTC meds. If I'm not better by Monday, I'll be back in the clinic. Hopefully, the OTCs will take care of it.

Maizie has been a mess. She is very demanding of my attention, and is constantly destroying whatever she can get between those sharp little fangs of hers. Thankfully, she did take a nap this afternoon, so I was able to take one too. I really needed that.

Dennis isn't feeling well either. He is complaining of being short of breath, fatigued, and is frustrated because he isn't getting anything done. I keep reminding him he is retired and doesn't have to make a quota or finish anything today. Unfortunately, he connects productivity with being a man. 

I guess we're both a couple of fuddy duddies.