Sick

My body seems to be able to judge the most inconvenient times for me to get sick, and then lets some bug get to me just during these times. Like right before we travel to South America. Or two weeks before I'm supposed to have a baby.

I am soooooo miserable. I'm tired, but I can't sleep, my head feels like a balloon, and my nose is running like a faucet. I think I may break down and take some Tylenol soon.