These last two weeks I’ve been in a funk. Not really sure why, but mostly I sleep. Now since taking my current full time job about 5 years ago, I’ve been getting up before 5AM and most nights I am in bed before 10PM. That’s 7 hours of sleep, and that should be enough. But recently I’ve been tired all of the time. Don’t get me wrong, I can’t tell you many times in my adult life where I am not tired, and I bet you I could go to sleep anywhere at anytime, but recently my tiredness has gone to a new level. Everyday this week I’ve come home from work and fallen asleep. Just like that. I pick Claire up from school, bring her home, get her situated with whatever she wants/likes, and I go to sleep. Mostly I try to sleep on the couch, so I am near her. Two nights ago she wanted to play her Vtech Dora educational video game, so I sat down on the edge of my expansive coffee table and clicked over to the AV source on the TV remote; next thing I knew, it was 45 minutes later, she was playing the game, and I was in the fetal position across the coffee table sleeping. Donna told me I just need more sleep, so last night I went to bed at at 9:30-ish. I woke at 12:30AM, 1:17AM, 2:30AM, 3:16AM, and rolled out of bed at 4:33AM. I just can’t win this game.

It seems that every Christmas someone ends up at Urgent Care. Claire went last year and again this year for coughing, but this year they thought she developed a cough because it was cold and snowy and then got really warm really quickly. They said she wasn’t contagious and to have a nice day.

The next morning I woke up congested. That was 3 1/2 days ago. By this morning I thought I was going to die. I was completely congested, my head throbbed, and my nose wouldn’t stop running. I grabbed my clothes and headed straight to urgent care. The doctor took one look at me and told me she hoped I had no where to be. My temperature was 103.6 and my blood pressure was 140/90. She did a strep throat culture and x-rayed my chest, before she had the nurse come in and put an IV in. She said she’d prefer me to go nowhere until they brought down both my fever and my blood pressure. They ran an IV of Toridol and I laid there and slept for an hour.

Later she came back in and told me I had pneumonia and a sinus infection. Well, no crap. Anyone could tell me that I had a sinus infection. But the pneumonia was news to me. Damnit. I feel terrible, but Toridol sure helped. I headed to Walgreen’s to buy like 20 different drugs before driving to my parent’s house. Now I sit here on their couch waiting for Penn State to kill USC in the Rose Bowl.