Sick. Sickity sick sick sick. Oh so very sick. Feel like I am going to die sick.

OK, maybe not quite that sick (yet), certainly not as sick as what I had last spring when I thought I was going to die, but definitely very sick. I can’t tell if it’s something I caught, which is likely seeing as I have been leaving the safety of my house more than usual, or if it’s just the fact the allergen counts are so high my allergic reaction may be trying to kill me. Headache, aches and pains, unheard of congestion levels, and my stomach is totally and completely unhappy. Yes, very happy about the new toilet seat now that my face is getting altogether too close a look at it.

To make matters even more horrible, Aunt Flo came to visit this morning. Yes, if I am going to get sick, that’s what I usually do so. At least I will be getting feeling like total crud out of the way all at the same time, though I assure you, that thought isn’t making me feel all that much better.

I managed to keep some crackers and cheese down, so now I am baking up some tater tots. I have to eat something, and that’s the blandest thing in the house. All the rest of the soups we have are gourmet type things with a bunch of spices in them, and well … not having gone to get groceries, something that is assuredly not happening in my current state, that leaves me with fresh salad (too cold), fried okra (is spicy), raw chicken (too much work to cook), or the aforementioned tater tots. Tater tots it is, I suppose.

Lin’s going to bring home some Sonic burgers for dinner. You may be thinking that’s an odd thing to eat when you are sick, but throughout my life, that’s what I have craved when I am at my sickest. Interestingly, I always manage to keep them down, even when my stomach refuses all other food. Even last year when I spent those two weeks with a fever that would not stop and a stomach that said “no” to even water, the occasional bite of Sonic burger was what kept me going. Maybe it’s because they are on of my big comfort foods. My mom is a big fan of them too, so I have been enjoying them since before birth. :)

I’m going to call my mom and warn her that I feel like death not quite warmed over yet, and if I don’t feel somewhat better tomorrow, there is no way I am going to survive a trip to her house for Easter. I can’t even think about getting in the truck for a trip to Walgreens for drugs at the moment without feeling queasy (wouldn’t know what to get anyway — flu stuff, stomach stuff, allergy stuff?). I don’t even want to think about a 160 mile round trip feeling like this. I really don’t want to miss Easter at Mom’s. She goes all out with the decorated eggs, loads of ham, and a big Easter basket full of goodies.

I think I’ll go lay on the bed and call her now while my tater tots are baking. Then I’ll probably just go back to bed until Lin comes home with the burgers. When ill, it’s always best to sleep through as much if it as possible. At least that way you don’t really notice how awful you feel. :(