This morning, Cleopatra curled up on my lap while I was watching the 5 o’clock news. I really should have gone straight back to bed, but I wanted to know the weather report. Or maybe I was just trying to stay awake and maybe accomplish something. It wasn’t long before I realized that I couldn’t be upright (even slightly reclined) for a single. minute. more. I had to deposit her –warm blanket and all– onto the warm sofa. She didn’t like that, but I needed become horizontal again before my head exploded (ala katydidnot). I stumbled back up the stairs and crawled between the cool sheets until my youngest boy woke me up for his breakfast.
My sinuses are filling up and vice-gripping my head. They drip down my throat all night long. I’m going to go lie down again.