It began on Thursday. My ear felt like I was traveling through the mountains. It needed to pop. The pressure was building. And all day I thought, this is weird. Why does my ear feel like this?
Then on Friday. My head was stuffed, practically exploding with mucus and whatever else it is that plugs brains and sinuses.
Then Saturday. Sleep sleep sleep and sitting around.
Today I'm a bit on the mend, feeling antsy and feeling like I need to go on a long walk to get rid of my restlessness. I hate this stage of illness; not quite well enough to be well but well enough to be sick of being sick. AND. All of the crap that's been stuffing my head is trying to come out ... and I don't blow my nose because I hate blowing my nose. Eww.