Wiccan Whirlpool

My cold is trying to kill me. I feel so rotten that when the pharmacy tech gave me the box of Sudafed I didn’t bother to read it and now I see it’s non-drowsy. It does actually contain pseudophedrine, but non-drowsy formulas and sertraline are an invigorating mix for me, and I need sleep!! I haven’t slept right in weeks and it’s starting to make me crazy—er. When I can’t breath out of my nose I can hardly sleep at all. Right now, even with the Sudafed (non-drowsy) I can barely breathe out of my nose. It’s 1:30 AM, and I wanted to be in la la land four hours ago. WAH WAH WAH!!

Grumble.

Thank the gods I am my own boss and I totally understand how it feels when you can’t function and should be in bed. If I ever manage to have my own “real life” storefront I’m going to have an amazingly generous sick policy. It’s good to know that my husband’s company has such a good illness/leave policy. They have great insurance, too. Of course, they’re a world-wide, multi-billion dollar successful and privately held corporation with a 20% yearly average growth. Hmm. Whaddya know.