I feel like hammered ****.

This cold is kicking my backside. Mind you, it's also bringing home how lucky I've been. I don't usually get bad colds. I may get mild ones (hard to tell, with my allergies), but I don't get bad colds very often. And this could be so much worse.

Between the cold and my OB appointment being today, I only managed to work a half-day. But I'm working from home this month 'cause my employer rocks, and my boss rocks, and HR rocks. As a result, I had my laptop here and I could work that half-day (there is no way, the shape I was in this morning, that I would've been up for a commute into the office to get the laptop. And that half-day would have been lost.)

And I'm blessed that Drew is not here yet. I want him, I love him already and I'm sure I'll love him more when he arrives, but today I had only myself to take care of and that was plenty of work. Had this happened after Drew was here, I either would have had to put him in daycare for the day (if he was healthy enough and old enough) so I could focus on myself, or have Scott stay home, because in no way was I functional enough to take care of a young baby without assistance. Luckily, I didn't have to, and my having a miserable cold now won't hurt him. He's happily kicking about as usual.

Lots of liquids. (Warm soup, besides being good liquid-wise, is just plain comforting.) Lots of napping. Lots of whining to myself, too, but ah well. Yesterday and this morning was the land of the sore throat. By afternoon it was fading and I hope it stays gone now that it is gone. I still have an incredibly stuffed nose, the corresponding not-quite-headache, the tiredness, and periodic sneezes and coughs.

I was very careful when I went to my OB appointment to let them know and also to stay as far from anyone else in the hallways and waiting rooms as I could. There's no need to give this to anyone else.

I didn't get to see my regular doctor today, though I'd been scheduled to. She had to go to the hospital (which is in the same complex) for an unplanned C-section. They called me to tell me but the timing was such that I got their call on my cell phone whilst walking up from their parking lot, so rather than reschedule me they fit me into someone else's schedule. Everyone was very apologetic (including my regular doctor, who left her apologies by proxy with the people who saw me today), which as I told them was totally unnecessary. Woman in labor who needs a C-section had better trump over a routine appointment! I hope I am never in that position, but if I am, I wouldn't be thrilled if the priorities were any different. Besides, right now I'm having no new problems, no new questions, nothing major. I go in, they run the usual tests and listen to his heart rate and ask if he's still moving, and I leave. It's going just fine. And I got to meet another one of the practitioners that I hadn't - a very nice woman. This is actually a positive even though I like the continuity and familiarity of seeing the same doctor - because if I go into labor on a night or weekend, whoever is on call will handle the delivery. I was comfortable with that at the outset, but it is reinforced each time I see another one of them, 'cause with one exception (who saw me at my worst, and I saw him while at my worst, when in severe pain from the ribs), I've liked all of them quite a bit. That's not necessary - but it's helpful! :)

We did end up going over a few things that had been discussed, because she wanted to make sure they'd been covered and weren't pending for this appointment. They all had been covered before, but that's fine - better to repeat something than miss anything in a situation like that. I appreciated it (and it didn't take very long, since it was easy to nod and agree I was aware of the various what-nots).

It did eat up more of my afternoon than I'd planned, since they had to fit me in, but since they did fit me in and I won't have to drive back again later this week, I'm fine with that. And frankly? My brain, not so functional today. That chunk of afternoon was not such a huge loss.

Came back home, did a bit more stuff for work until my brain started to fuzz again, and went to lie down for a nap. I don't nap when I'm not sick, usually. It tends to leave me groggy. But when I'm already sick and groggy, and my body needs rest, napping is a good idea. Both naps today have been longer and a heavier sleep than I expected - this cold has really run me down. I do not approve of being run-down. But...it could be so much worse. I have the time and luxury to be run-down and to deal with it for what it is, and that is a good thing. I'm hoping that by tomorrow or Wednesday I'll be past the exhaustion phase of this cold. I don't really enjoy the rest of a cold, but sore throats and exhaustion are my two least favorite parts (probably because I almost never get a really bad cough, and I deal with the other symptoms in lesser form regularly with my allergies anyway - one does get used to things, even annoying things).

Right. The soup's long gone, I've finished another glass of water. Time to fetch another one and, sadly, go back up to bed. I wish I could soak in the bathtub but I'm taped, so I can't. Then again, for all I know I'd fall asleep in there or something. Probably just as well I don't.