dr. liv

I'm sick. At least I think I am. Well, I'm getting there. It might be minor but I should be prepared. That's why I'm 48% sure that I'm 100% getting sick. Let me tell you my symptoms.

1. There is icky nasty build up in the back of my throat.
2. Mucus is running from my nose (it's about half and half...the other 50% of the time my nose is plugged and I can't smell or taste...which is a big bummer).
3. I don't enjoy food right now. Which is big one. I love food. I do. Now I don't. Which means something is wrong. There were 2 milk duds sitting on the table last night....I didn't eat them. Didn't even look at them (well, ok, I looked at them). Instead I had a burrito. It wasn't even that great of a burrito. It was a frozen store bought one.
4. I'm drinking tea. I don't drink tea. But last night, tea sounded like the best thing in the world...and it was. It was also the best thing in the world this morning.
5. My eyes are all googly. You know when your head feels really heavy and detached from your body and then your eyes feel puffy and goober-y and when you're having a conversation with someone and you're looking at them you feel like your staring them down with these huge big googly eyes? But you can't help it? Because you're sick? Like me?
6. I went to bed at 9:00 last night. I woke up at 8:00.

Upon self-diagnosis I think that I'll need to wait to see if symptoms persist or slowly and painfully go away. Also, I'm prescribing, to myself, that after work I go home, curl up on the floor of the living room (our couch is broken, but we have a pillow nook set up), bring a box of kleenex's and tea...maybe make my brother go get me some yummy chocolate...or make ganache, and watch Pride and Prejudice (the old 6 hour version with Colin Firth...yea...).

I'm am pleased with my diagnosis and prescription. I would definitely recommend myself as a doctor to anyone.