From the second I woke up I felt like a snot-stuffed, sneezing, coughing zombie. The first half of work I felt as if I was apologizing for my germs, coughing, blowing my nose, and basically NOT getting any work done. I went home after lunch to work; I changed into sweats and my favorite hoodie, Tyler's. He got it in Australia, it's oversized, soft and covered in comic book characters. I watched hulu and lost my appetite completely by the end of the night. Tyler was so good to take care of me, waiting hand and foot per my request. He's. The. Best.