slave paul called me at four in the morning as instructed. I got up and my early morning assessment of my health was so so at best. I got up and I was at work by five. By around eleven I was really feeling ill, very ill. The more the day went on the worse I felt. This sucks. I did run to the Rite Aide and I got cough drops. I was sucking them down like free Qualudes in the seventies. I was was also snorting Zicam like it was free coke in the eighties. As the day wore on I could easily tell I have a nasty sinus infection. The infection has decided that living in my right nostril is cool. I on the other hand totally disagree. Slave barb had off today so I told her to make me some homemade chicken soup which she did. My Dr. wasn't off so I called him on his cell (something I only do when I feel like super crap) and he gave me some antibiotics. Of course while I feel like crap I had to work a twelve hour day and Tuesday is another twelve our day and Wednesday is at least a ten hour day. I will push on and I will do everything that I need to do. This pretty much sucks but I still feel like I'm ready to rock. I'm armed with Cefzil and I'm ready to kick the shit out of this germ. It's always important to see the positive. The positive is that this is not happening during South Plains.

Tonight ( now that the satellite is repaired) we will watch last weeks episodes of Lost and Diary of a call girl. Then I will hit the bed early. Tomorrow I will need to be in work at 6:30. This is going to be a rough week.