So I have a sinus infection. It started on Monday night and it is so not fun. I sound like a guy, I'm hacking up a lung every other minute and my nose has become a leaky faucet. I decided to go to a quick care clinic on Wednesday (Sidenote: Those things are kinda great when you don't really get sick very often and don't have a primary care physician yet. This is the second time I've used one when plagued with a cold/flu/sinus-crud-ailment and it is really great to just go in, have the nurse practitioner person confirm that you just need some antibiotics and she sends you on your merry way. Very convenient, and they will use your insurance so it is very affordable too) and she confirmed that it is my sinuses being stupid and gave me some antibiotics. She also confirmed that I'll be fighting it off for another week or so. Not so wonderful to hear.
I find it amusing that every time I get sick I have a moment in the middle of the illness where I forget what it feels like to feel normal and good. And then I bemoan how I'll never feel good again to Ted, who then rolls his eyes at me but hugs me despite my baby-whiny tendencies and tells me that yes, I will in fact feel good again soon. Then he gives me some medicine and lets me lay on the couch watching whatever I want without complaining. I love my husband :)
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