Happy Isaac Newton's Birthday!

On the 13th or so, I started coughing, a lot. I coughed up white stuff, then yellow stuff, then brown stuff. Then I stopped coughing up stuff, but I didn't feel any better: I still had a fever, I was dizzy and light-headed, and I couldn't eat anything. And I kept feeling like this. I took off the entire week before I was supposed to go on vacation, then stayed in bed the entire time I was on vacation. My fever stopped a few days ago, but I've still been light-headed and crappy. I alternate between lying in bed reading and sitting up watching Parks and Recreation on Netflix.

So I have had a kind of shitty christmas. I spent all day either in bed or on the couch, watching the Doctor Who special and Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade. I ate a couple of ginger snaps and Cassie's leftovers from going to the Cleburne Cafeteria. Finally got Cassie to go on christmas day, and I couldn't ever go with her!

Hopefully I'll start to feel better now. I can do stuff I had planned to do over the past two weeks, like mailing out christmas presents.