feeling under the weather

I went to work feeling great on Friday. Fast forward to Friday evening I felt as though I was run over by a truck. Body aches, fever, sore throat, etc...So I just knew it was the flu or strep. I was determined not to go to the doctor, and that I would battle through. O and E spent the day with my MIL so that I could get some rest. And Wayne went to Tuscaloosa with my brother and Dad for the Al basketball game. I had the house all to my self so that I could sleep. No need to go the doctor if you can just sleep it off, right? After waking from my wonderful nap I was 102 and climbing. I buckled down and drove myself to the doc-in-a-box. Needless to say after being strangled with a swab down my throat, up my nose, and 3 tubes of blood taken. I had neither! The very nice doctor came in and after checking me out said, and I quote, " Mrs. Jackson it seems you have one heck of a cold." A cold?!?! That is it a cold? Don't get me wrong I'm glad it is nothing more serious but to go and sit for two hours and be poked and prodded, when I could of been at home toughing it out. Even through all of it,I am thankful I was able to receive a shot to help me feel better.  Which I need because tomorrow we go to the circus. Here's to feeling better in the am and enjoying the day with my family. Hope sickness is steering clear of  you and your family.