GAWD We Are Gross, Part II

I’ve had bronchitis for well over a week now. With all the meds I take, they don’t usually give me antibiotics since that means I have to skip my dose of arthritis meds, or adjust them… whatever. I’m still without a voice unless I REALLY push it out. Still can’t walk very far *Yes, I know, not even as far as NORMAL for me*, and I just have decided to wear a pad everyday to catch the Pee Keep overflow. I’ve had more mucus than I care to ever HOPE to understand. Where it comes from and why the factory up there in my little nose is still working the night shift?

So I’m standing in the kitchen, throwing dinner left overs away when I sneeze a GAWD awful sneeze. My hands are full and I helplessly look at The Man with snot on my upper lip. He casually looks at me, hands me a tissue and says as he does the moving point “THAT looks like you need antibiotics” and walks out of the room. *sigh* Nice one. The honeymoon is over.