It's Not Just Allergies

My wife shakes me, and I try opening my eyes.  It's as if someone laid a strip of Elmer's Glue on my eyelids.  Ugh, allergies.  Slowly, my eyelids tear the barrier apart and I swallow.  Ooh, my throat hurts from the drainage.  What time do I want to get up?  Never.  I move my legs a little.  Oh, no.  It's not just allergies.  My whole body aches.  Suddenly, I need to blow my nose.  Yep, green and yellow mucus stare back at me.  Why?  We have a cake to make today for CB's birthday.  CB starts to cry and I can feel my forehead, ever so slowly, rip away from my skull.  I have stuff to do, a cake to make, stuff to write, stuff to email, stuff to read.  Why me?  Why now?  Even here at my computer my neck starts to scream.  I took some decongestant before, maybe I need to take some painkillers.  Maybe I need to curl up into a ball and cry.  I really hope this only lasts for today.