Really worthless, whining entry about sickness and woe

The husband started feeling sickly yesterday, and went off to the doctor after work today. He claims that this is impressive in itself because the only times he's voluntarily gone to the doctor previously have involved broken arms, kidney failure, and a piece of steel in his eye. (I reminded him of the fact that he also had mono, and we took him to the ER after he got rear-ended a couple of years ago, and he also went to the dentist, but who's counting?) In any case, he went because he's been off-and-on sick since Thanksgiving, and the cough has never completely left. Sinus infection and bronchitis, and may these drugs work the way they're supposed to because I am more than ready for my boy to feel better.

I, on the other hand, have had a headache for the last fifteen hours. It's getting old. Maybe it will go away overnight. Let's go find out... (at the very least, it will get me away from the mandolin-tuning going on behind my head...)