It creeps on fog feet...

I felt it coming on last night.

Little snufflies. Twinge in the throat. Exhaustion radiating from inside my bones. All of sudden, I'm twice as heavy as I ought to be, pinned to the couch under my own weight.

It's not as bad this morning as I'd feared - most of the throat pain is gone, snufflies are still minor. Exhaustion and some aches, but nothing too horrible. Took echnachea in three different ways, and slept until noon. Probably won't get much done today, but I'm still on 'vacation,' so oh well...

I live in fear of this month.

Seriously, January has me quaking in my shoes.

Firstly, ( cut for length )

But not until tomorrow, 'cause I'm still on vacation. I just wanted to jot down why exactly January was making me nervous. I think those are good reasons.




*I don't know that my spleen actually cares how much stress I have - my understanding of this part of the body is sort of vague and distantly removed by the years since HS biology. It's just a cool word.