Today is sick day number three. My throat is still sore, although not as red, so I’m really hoping things are moving in a healing direction. I still feel physically weak and out of it most of the day though.. but I’m not sure if that is 100% due to this cold, or if pregnancy could be helping out a bit.

I fell asleep on the couch earlier between episodes of a Pawn Stars marathon. I wasn’t feeling particularly tired, but before I knew it I was dreaming about a family member’s new house in a fancy neighborhood (and the best part) their new dog pooping on the floor. I always have the weirdest dreams when I’m sick! I’m not even sure if this family member owns a simple house, let alone anything of the same caliber of the dream version.

I tried to figure out how long I was asleep, to no avail. Maybe twenty minutes, maybe a little over an hour. Haha! I’m just happy our pup was napping in his kennel so that I didn’t wake up to a pile of poo on the floor. I really can’t imagine all that he would have loved getting into while I was off in dream land.

It’s almost four now and I feel like I could go to sleep for the night right now.. but I know the hubby probably wouldn’t appreciate being abandoned at work for the night. What can I say though. I’m sick, pregnant and tired. Sleep, benadryl and tylenol are the only “tricks” up my sleeve to fight this cold and on day three I still feel like I’m losing! I hope things start turning around the next few days.