Pity Party for Yours Truly

I'm sick.
An ugly, nasty sinus has infected my head.
Yuck.
Not that I'm searching for sympathy, but you'd think I could get a hold of some for a few days--nope, nothing.
I'm grumpy.
I'm irritable.
I just don't feel well.
And I was told today that I "could ruin a one-man funeral." I'm not sure what that means exactly, but I get the point. I am miserable. But who isn't miserable while sick?
I guess I feel that people deserve a bit of sympathy and patience when they don't feel good.
Not me, I guess. Oh, boo for me.

Boo frickin hoo.