Stubborn German

Last night I felt a bit better. I just had a bad cough; one that made me gag to a point that tears came from my eyes as if I had just lost my puppy. But I didn't have any worries as to feeling bad for work today. Until I woke this morning. I guess overnight it turned into a full-blown something. Complete head congestion, running nose, and a dry cough. I went to work. In fact I was at work by 645am. That's how much I had to do for today and tomorrow's meeting. blech.

At noon I started to feel worse. Probably because my Tylenol was wearing off and I had forgotten to bring more along. A few teachers at lunch commented on how crappy I sounded... I think I sounded like a 90 year old woman who had smoked since the age of 9. They insisted I go home, but we have been short subs and I knew finding one within 30 minutes was going to be impossible.

After school I was starting to feel better. A friend offered to bring me dinner, or anything I needed and said to call if I did need something. I said I was okay. She commented on how I am a stubborn German because she knew I wasn't going to call her even if I did need something. She was right. Little did she know, that if she were a handsome single guy around my age, I might have taken her offer into consideration.

Now I am home. I am going to try and sleep some of this off. So much for the scheduled workout. I hope I can get in my run tomorrow.