We’re dying

Well, I’m dying. I’m not sure yet about Patrick.

So remember when Patrick said that he got a cold and then he gave me a cold? Well, my cough is so bad that I have probably slept about 4 hours in the last 2 nights. Coughing keeps me up ALL night. It’s lovely. I can’t sleep, I can’t get comfortable, I lay on the couch so that Patrick can get his sleep. I hate being sick.

Since I got sick, I’ve been telling Patrick that he should stay away from me or I’ll get him re-sick. He didn’t believe me. He woke up this morning with a sore throat. Ha! He seems to be sleeping just fine though… so I don’t think he’s dying just yet.

I’m thinking about going to the doctor’s soon to get something for this but today I’m going to try the gargling with hot salt water and other crappy home remedies. This has got to go away… pronto!