Sunday, I woke up increasingly worse. I was so congested and worse. I probably shouldn’t have gone to the wedding, but I did. I laid around all day, coughed, and blew my nose.
Monday, I still wasn’t 100% I e-mailed work in the morning and said I was going to take another sick day. I stayed on the couch and watched movies from the 2000’s Valentine and Josie and the Pussycats.