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I sent Ken off to Tennessee this weekend to show the two dogs. I was already not feeling my best by Thursday, so knew it would just make for a miserable weekend for us both if I went and was sick the whole time. He wasn’t happy about it, but he went anyway.

I showed up for work on Friday, but by 1:00PM was feeling pretty rocky and wanted to go home. I stuck it out, though until the normal time.

I had stopped the day before on my way home at a gym and talked to the guy about signing up. I’m looking at having knee replacement surgery in the very near future, so wanted to start going to the gym to get my legs toned up. The orthopedist had recommended treadmill and bicycle, so I wanted to check this place out. They had the required equipment so I got their prices and talked it over with Ken Thursday night. When I stopped in on Friday, I signed up for the 1 month trial membership which cost a little more than the year contract, but if I miss out a couple of months due to the knee surgery, it won’t be like I’m losing two months of it. Anyway, I walked the treadmill for 25 minutes and could only stand the recumbent bike for 5 minutes — that may have to come later as my knees don’t want to bend that far.

Saturday dawns and my head feels like a 25 lb bowling ball instead of a normal human head. I took some Mucinex and called Charlotte to see if she wanted to go to breakfast — she did, so we headed out to Grits N Groceries. When we finished breakfast, we split up to do our respective errands. Mine were to get the car’s oil changed, stop in at the new Jackson Perkins outlet to check it out and run into the mall to get some refills for my Bath and Body Shop air freshenters.

By the time I finished at the mall, my knees were aching and my head was again the size of a bowling ball, so instead of heading to Anderson and Sam’s Club which was my original intent, I headed home instead. Feeling like I was freezing, i snuggled into bed with a book and was soon fast asleep. I didn’t wake up until 8:00 PM and the dogs were frantic because they hadn’t been fed yet. So, I dragged myself out of bed, fixed their dinner, cleaned the kennels and headed back to bed.

Sunday dawns and now I’m sneezing and coughing to go along with the bowling-ball-feeling-head. And since I’m the age I am, I’m in serious need of some incontinence supplies since each sneeze brings an unpleasant effect that’s not related to my nose . My son would be saying “EWWW, Mom TMI!” at this point, but I figure my readers are all adults who are at least aware of this side-effect of allergies and the common cold on women of a “certain age” and maybe, just MAYBE I’ll get some sympathy vote here.

Yes, I’m feeling pretty sorry for myself.

Anyone is welcome to join my pity party…

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