This cold has been making the rounds in the office, and on its fifth round it sucker punched me bad! It was SO unfair. I officially blame it on this April weather we’ve been having. How can a body adapt? I was watching from my desk yesterday afternoon and within an hour’s time the weather had gone from cold cloudy gloom to rain to sleet to hail to snow to sleet and back to rain. Hello! Mother Nature could you please just choose one for the day?! Of course, she (Mother Nature) finally chose on cold and partly cloudy by the time I went home which was a good thing because I had the clothes to dress for that.
Fighting this cold has been an uphill battle much like the battle of the bulge. Only this battle I'm a zombie walking with arms out and arrows are being thrown down at me. I'm too un-alert to avoid them and when each arrow hits I get an extra ache or pain that wasn't there before. But at least as I go uphill I'm getting a bit more and more alert; not the walking dead as much.
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