I Hate Being Sick

Well, the good news is that Ed just slept downstairs from the start last night. The bad news is that I woke up in the middle of the night with a sore throat (which is how Ed's sickness started). The sore throat is now gone, but my nose has been leaking like a faucet all day. It already hurts from me blowing it constantly. Not fun. I'm hoping that all the Vitamin C I've been getting from the prenatals will keep it from getting too bad...especially since I have to do a lot of cooking and cleaning for my party over the next few days. And I was going to go visit Val and Jordan tomorrow, but now I don't want to risk getting them sick. Boo. At least I will be over the contagious period by Sunday, so it will be safe to come over.

Maybe it was from being sick or maybe it's pregnancy weirdness, but I had the strangest dream last night. It involved me and my mom going to a Def Leppard concert. Can anyone tell me the meaning of that one?