Summer Sick

I am home sick today. My throat feels like I decided snacking on molten hot glass would be a good idea. I don't know how it happened. I felt fine when I went to bed last night but, I woke up about midnight and my throat was on fire. Poor Rick. I tried waking him up to tell him he just wasn't that interested.
I tossed and turned for the next 3 hours - trying to get comfy, trying to decide if breathing thru my nose was better or my mouth - which hurt less. Around 4am Rick woke up to go to the bathroom and I followed him. He's such a good care taker at 4am. He made me take some IBprofen and an antibiotic (from another cold I had) and then put me back in bed. He even got me an ice pack for my neck and throat.
Now I am home alone while he's off working and socializing and have a great time (ok that maybe a TAD overstatement on the great time front) while, I am stuck on the couch squinting at the TV (I don't know where my glasses are and I don't have the energy for my contacts) wishing someone would shoot me like an old horse and put me out of misery. I hate being home alone while sick - I want some here to "poor baby me", I think that comes from my mothers inability to baby me when I was little - we tease her all the time that her favorite saying was "Suck it up and go to school - you're fine!" even though you had a 102 temperature and got dizzy standing up. So here I sit, waiting for an email since talking on the phone is not a possibility and on the computer I am able to prop myself up by my elbows.
I think I'll go lay on the couch and squint at the TV more that seems to move the day along quickly. Note to reader - getting sick in the summer SUCKS!