Head cold SUX!

G'morning... Well, I dunno if playing hookie from work yesterday helped with this ICKY head cold or not. I woke up this morning wondering who put the fuzzy socks on my tongue while I was sleeping. BLEECH. Can't smell or taste anything, either, and my voice is beginning to crack...gonna sound like a duck soon, just like at Christmas. It's a GOOD thing my surgery is still a ways off... It could be worse...there's a gal on the Michigan State board who was on her final countdown to her surgery, and SHE got this awful head cold, too. She's feeling better now...sure hope she'll be good to go next week. I guess that's now the only thing that's making me nervous 'bout my surgery: getting a cold or something that'll prevent me from having it on 3-9. Gonna start having a bowl of Vitamin C for breakfast every morning for preventative reasons... Well, gotta go play on the boards for a bit before I go lay down again. Gotta brew me up another cup of TheraFlu, too...YUM! Laterness, kids! Kimmer Princess of Puffs Plus