Alas and alack......

I'm toting a box of Kleenex every where I go.....  So far it's feeling like it's all in my head--literally and maybe a bit figuratively. 'Cept my chest is tight and my body aches--  And  I remember last years' adventure......oy......

I've rang the doc for an appointment and it's Wednesday afternoon--betting I won't lick this by my lonesome and I KNOW how hard it is to get into see the doc this time of year at the drop of a dime.
But that was with a bit of deal cutting--see, I have a three day training.....and I've been pretty insistent on attending.  Soooooooo.....  I set the appointment for Wednesday afternoon so I could cancel if I was better!

(I'm smart like that!!)

k......not really smart, but the people around me shushed when I told them I had an appointment?

'Cept the doc told me if it exploded overnight I needed to see ring in the morning so he could ring the local doc and get me in, pronto.
Gee....sounds like too much drama to me--but okey doke!
Wednesday afternoon!!  (after day 2 of the training, tyvm!!)

So.....it's me and Kleenex.
And the hope that it's not going to turn into the crud that it turned into last year which had me toting around the nebulizer, popping steroids and missing a week of work.

I really, really, REALLY want to attend the training, dangit.....

RAWRRRrrrrr!!!!

k....
It's just a cold.
It's just a cold.
It's just a measly, bothersome, irritating cold.  :-/