Today I am thankful for antibiotics. Last week, I had a "mom cold" that advanced to a "man cold" that advanced to a sinus infection/bronchitis thing. I missed a day off with my dad, snuggling with a newborn baby, dinner with good friends, and a gorgeous three day weekend. I'm pretty pissed about it. After 24 hours on drugs, I'm back down to "mom cold" category (yes, I know the antibiotics won't treat a virus, and no, I don't plan to stop taking them just because I feel better).
I'm also thankful for modern washing machines and dryers. The amount of laundry that we generate is unbelievable. Laundry has had a starring role in my drugged out dreams over the past few days and night time cold meds seem to reinforce my laundry insecurity. While I am thankful for sleep, it's been anything but restful. Laundry nightmare, wake up coughing, different laundry nightmare, repeat.
The Spouse tells me that my hacking cough-til-I-gag is hot.