unnamed obnoxious virus 2013, by the numbers

look how happy and cute they look. I hate them.

14: number of days I've been sick so far

3: number of work days missed

3: number of meetings missed

3: number of days I went to work but was so unproductive it's unbelievable

2: bottles of cough/cold syrup

2: sermons written under the influence of cold medicine (possibly soon to be three.)

150: approximate number of Advils taken (incl. the cold-and-sinus kind) (yes, I did the math on this, so it's close)

1: pointless visit to the doctor, where they said "that sucks, you'll just have to wait it out" about my throat being so inflamed and sore that I could not swallow

0: minutes of exercise in the past two weeks

4/2: pillows washed/pillows that became lumpy

6: loads of laundry done in attempt to de-germ house, and therefore not including clothes

1: times Fred has been washed in his entire life (and therefore a real indicator of how sick I was...driven to desperation) 

2.5: symptoms still hanging around even though I'm SO OVER THIS. (left ear still plugged and kinda hurting, left side of throat still sore but in a different way than before, and I'm So. Tired.)

Edited: make that three...still coughing.

4 bajillion: number of whiny Facebook status updates, tweets, text messages, and statements made to the cats

7: number of days left until I get on a plane and can't be taking this with me