Weird pattern...

Ok, so for the last three weeks, I have been feeling really good all week, and by Saturday night, I start to feel weird, then by Sunday morning, I feel like death, it carries over to Monday, and by Tuesday I am feeling a bit better again. Odd, huh? Started with a flu three weeks ago, I had to take Monday off because I felt like I had been hit by a truck, and spent the day in bed. By Wednesday, I was feeling pretty good, had a little bit of a cold happenin', but I can handle that. Squirted my zycam like it was goin out of style, and moved on. By Sunday, I had upset tummy again, carrying over to Monday. Not enough to knock me out, or not be able to eat (darn it) but enough to just make me feel "blah". Better yet again by Tuesday. This week, I feel good even on Sunday morning. We swing by Costco to check flooring prices, then head over to a friends house to a Jafra/party-lite/Lia Sophia party. Felt kinda blah on the way over, irritated with everyone around me, so I knew something was coming. As the afternoon progresses, I just want to sit. Throat and glands are really bothering me, head hurts, hard to turn head. But, I motor on. Our friends ask us to stay for dinner and to watch Juno. So, we stay. I'm not very hungry, but I eat a little. By the time the movie was over, I was freezing cold, my head was pounding, and my face feels like it's swollen to three times it's size. We come home, where I immediately fill the soaker tub in our bathroom to the rim with boiling water, because I'm shivering. I fall into bed, red as a beet, still cold, and try to sleep. Of course, I don't sleep, because everything on my face hurts, and I have to get up and go to the bathroom every hour. I have to sleep with my mouth open, because my nose is plugged, so therefore my throat feels like........I can't even explain the feeling. I'm sure you all have been there. Monday I brave work, but the boss sends me home at one (more because she hates to get sick than anything) which was good, because I was dingy and loopy. So, I pick up Koben, and we crash on the couch. I can't go to sleep because only the Lord knows what he would get into if I conk out, so we cuddle and watch Return To Me on dvd (which is a really sad, sweet movie) Today, being my day off, I remained on the couch with Koben (who has had a cold himself and has been feeling a bit wimpy) cuddling, and watching Because I said so, and Titanic. I'd like to report, I do feel better. I can swallow without cringing, I can turn my neck, and my head only mildly hurts, but I sure don't have a lot of energy after sitting around for two days. I would really like to not continue this little pattern this weekend. It's not the best way to spend your day(s) off. I would really like to hit Ikea this weekend, and one needs energy for that place!