Where are my overactive white blood cells when I need them?

The blog’s been a little quiet lately because I’m sick. I HATE sick. I am rarely sick. I know , I know you are all thinking, strange hip pain\fibromyalgia\Primary Sjögren’s Syndrome anyone? See, those are all auto immune disorders, (and I don’t actually have Fibromyalgia, that was a misdiagnosis!) which is my white blood cells on crack attacking everything in its site whether it is good or bad. So, I rarely catch a cold or get the stomach bug. (Murphy’s Law states, after a statement like that, I’ll be vomiting by tomorrow)

I have a head cold to end all head colds. Even the nasal irrigator cannot help me now. It is simply impossible to get the saline solution up my nose. There is no room, filled as it is with, well, snot.

My throat hurts and is raw, my head is full, my nose is completely useless to me except to double as a faucet (how is it possible to be so stuffed up you can’t breathe and have snot running out of your nose at a constant drip at the same time I ask you?! It should be a physical impossibility!) and as if that were not enough, It has moved into my eyes and I now have pink eye.

Oh, Joy. I love pink eye. It is ever so ladylike to have eyes that look like I was out on a bender all night.

And today is my day to drive carpool downtown, sit for 2 hours in a waiting room, then drive back. That is going to be fun.

Oh, and on a happy note (because aren’t you totally depressed after reading that?) we paid off or Excursion yesterday!!! I LOVE being debt free! Of course, we’re on our way next weekend to buy our camper, so the debt free feeling will only last a little over a week, but I’ll enjoy in none the less.