I have a cold dammit.

I'm sick. just a stupid cold. But even a cold makes my blood sugar go really haywire and high bad. It also means I have to avoid dad(who had his last chemo yesterday! yay!).
I've spent most of the day shut in my room, humidifier steaming strong with a heating pad on my lower back and a hot pack on my neck thats infused with menthol and eucalyptus essential oils. It's actually heavenly feeling. I admit, I can seriously be a whiney baby when I'm sick. Simple colds are the worst though.
Lots of warm fuzzy blankets a heating pad or hot pack, a bottle of water a bottle of juice and a cup of hot tea.
on the list of things that should probably offend me but don't, My mother had some friends over yesterday. She introduced her unborn grandbabies first.