I’m starting to feel better. I think I’m beginning to kick this cold. It’s just been a nasty combination of bad sinus pressure (although not a headache, thanks to my wonderful new best friend, Magnesium!), stuffy nose, and drippy nose (at the same time!) Oh and I’m incredibly exhausted.
Three nights of hardly any sleep will do that to you. This is me who has been depending on 9-10 hours of sleep at night to get me through the day and now I’m waking up almost every hour because of the congestion. Last night was a little better and I finally was able to get about 3 hours of uninterrupted sleep. Of course then I had to get up for the day with the kids and I was even more exhausted this morning than yesterday. Go figure. I think my body got a glimpse of good sleep and refused to fully wake up until about 2 pm today.
Hopefully tonight I will sleep better.
The list of medications I can take while pregnant is extremely limited. The only thing that even slightly helps is Sudafed and I can’t take that at night because it keeps me up. So I’m pretty much left on my own. Which is where the interrupted, sleepless nights come in.
Add to that a husband who refuses to go to bed until the wee hours of the morning on Saturday night and then wakes up on Sunday complaining that he is sick again. And I get to watch him slowly mope about the house, sigh, and tell me how awful his sinus congestion is, while he can take whatever meds he wants. And mournfully ask me “Is it cold in here?” (Nope, but if you’re cold, put on a flippin’ sweatshirt!) While I’m just as sick as him, if not moreso because I can’t take a darn thing to help me feel better! Why is it that men are such big babies when they are sick? Why do I need to remind him to take some medicine when he is a grown man and fully capable of remembering that on his own? But nooo, I have to tell him after he’s complained to me for the umpteenth time about how awful he feels. I have no doubt Nate wasn’t feeling well, but a little more empathy would help, you know?
Sorry, hon, if you are reading this. My blog, my vent. One of those things that I just had to write about. 😉 I promise I’ll talk you up later on when I’ve somewhat recovered from your recent illness. 😉