Relief

Last night I had the worst sleep (if you could call it that) than I'd had in a long time. Worse than a mother with a newborn. I finally saw the doctor today at Mr DH's insistence. (I have a feeling he's not getting much sleep at night either with all of my coughing, hacking, snorting, and nose blowing.) I don't like to take medicine unless I absolutely have to, but I gladly took four prescriptions to be filled.

Looking forward to jumping into season three of Downton Abbey (it arrived today!) and getting a decent night's sleep tonight.