sort of. It actually turned into bronchitis and we are watching for signs of pneumonia.
Darn it! I tried working out. For about 3 days in the middle of the 2 week funeral march. I felt worse afterwards and finally took my booty to the dr. because I just couldn't breathe any more. Normally, I would find that sort of weakness inexcusable, but hey, a girl HAS to breathe...
Anyhoo, I started working out again this week. Just tyring to keep up. I took one day off b/c of work and this weekend is definitely going to be a no go, but as I am still recovering I will just leave it at that.
That is really all I can do.
The eating SUCKS. I just can not seem to stop. Even when I am sick I eat. What is up with that. You would have thought the death germ would have come with at least a little benefit of no appetite.