Ill

Overnight the illness moved up to the top part of my throat, and my head. On the plus side, this means I no longer sound like Bea Arthur. On the minus side, it means I have the searing agonizing headache from hell.

I’ve just gargled with a regular dose of aspirin, and I’m going to add some coffee into the mix. Normally I take half or quarter doses of everything, as I’m very sensitive to drugs. This time I’ll make an exception. Someone please make… it… stop…