I fell better today. I think it is a combination of three things.
1. I am drugged out of my skull on robitussin, mucinex, and the host of other potions, powders and lotions I take on a daily basis.
2. I took it very easy yesterday, spending most of my time on the couch alternating between delirium and pain.
3. I may have (actually, I'm pretty sure I did) pass my cold on to the Mrs. Of course, I shan't post about her being a big baby when she collapses and I have to wrangle the kids, dog, and everything else. I'll just do it quietly, and likely get bitched at while I do it. (She's a real treat when she's under the weather, too.)
It's wonderfull having two passive-agressive bipolar enablers living with each other.