Have you ever had a lost day? Mine was Wednesday.
By Sunday night I knew I'd caught the cold that Dan and Emily and family had, but I thought I could beat it with my lime juice and honey hot tea. I also started taking the cold meds that Dan had taken for the relief from the runny nose, sneezing and coughing. But when I woke up on Wednesday I felt like I'd been hit by a truck. The worst was the pounding headache. I got out of bed only because I needed to take something for the headache and all that was downstairs.
I spent most of the day on the couch sleeping; waking only for a cereal breakfast and a leftovers lunch that Dan fixed for me. My only accomplishment for the day was finishing a book and finally feeling better enough to make dinner: Chinese noodle soup.
I keep thinking today is Wednesday but it's not. I lost a day!