A week ago, Maureen had this weird Not-Cold, where she lost her voice and that was it. I woke up this morning with a sore throat and my head is filled with cement.
I feel like I've had more colds/coughs/assorted illnesses this year than I had in the previous five years combined. I am also the whiniest sick person ever, so I've been a LOT of fun for everyone around me.
It's kind of hypocritical of me, because I really can't stand when people are dramatic about being sick. But here's the thing, it's also not hypocritical at all, because there's a difference. Drama queens insist they're dying. I am fully aware I'm not dying, I just really really want the world to know that I don't like it when my throat hurts.