Yep - it's almost 1am. I'm wide awake. The girls have been sick for the last week with a viral respiratory thing that has been pretty ugly - fevers, hacking coughs, snot for miles. Ugh. And today (or yesterday at this time of night), I finally couldn't take it anymore. I woke up feeling like my head was being squeezed in a door. Dude took the girls downstairs and I kept sleeping. And sleeping. And waking up every now and then to blow my nose. And sleeping some more. I took some Dayquil at 12:30p and finally got up at 4:30p. I'm still congested something fierce, but not feeling "sick" anymore.