sicky

Last Tuesday, after driving to Salt Lake in a full-sized Astro van (my husband affectionately calls it the blue whale and talks about building a fire inside and being spit out like Pinocchio), I came home with a monstrous headache and feeling extremely sick. I have now spent the last week of my life feeling sick (it's almost like Christmas because with each morning I have been able to wake up to a new surprise... granted the "surprise" was a new ailment each morning, but at least it kept me on my toes). Although I'm still exhausted, I think I'm finally getting better (I'm attributing this afternoon's queasy stomach to my nutrition-less Taco Bell lunch and not any after-effects of my cold/whatever it was I had).