Mystery of crankiness...

[liadethornegge]

The extraordinary crankiness of last night, exacerbated by the reek of incense and the hookah, was solved this morning when I awoke to a raspy sore throat almost swelled shut and shivering cold in perfectly acceptable indoor temperatures.

That's right, a stinking cold. Extra poetic in that I was asked only yesterday if I've had any colds at all since last I met this person a few months ago, and I answered in the negative.

My choice of icon will tell you what I think of being ill.

Comments

[oldergoddess.livejournal.com]

hugs, I feel your pain and hand you meds with juice.

[liadethornegge.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I'm just now sucking on a topical painkiller/throat lozenge, downed an aspirin and earlier on, ate an orange, so your mothering instincts reached me in full strength :)