And finally, after being in bed since Tuesday night, the fog lifted, and all I could think about was getting in the shower, changing the sheets, putting on real pants, going outside and breathing the fresh air, oh, and baking cookies. I haven't been that sick in years, thing is, I just don't get sick. Everything hurt, when I lay on my side, and rested knee on top of knee, it hurt, my eyebrows hurt, along with every joint in my hands and feet. But Saturday morning I woke up feeling better. Actually better than better, I felt good. So I went to the grocery store, bought a whole bunch of fresh fruit, and then came home and baked cookie, two kinds. Then we walked to town, in the misting rain, and I didn't even care that my hair was frizzing. I was so happy to be feeling better, and to be out of the house and looking forward to a beer, more than anything else. Being sick did have its benefits,don't get me wrong. I slept a lot, something I think I needed more than I knew. The getting up at 5:30a everyday gets to be routine, but it starts to take its toll. I taught myself how to crochet granny squares (almost) which is something I've been wanting to do forever. I read a book, and watched some cheesy movies. And through it all I continued to take my daily photo and post to the Capture Your 365. Would I do it again, I think not. Will I get the flu shot next year, probably not, its just not what I do, but you all should, this years already turning into epidemic numbers.