So yesterday I woke up with a terrible cough- the one where you sound like a dying sea lion, and my chest was hurting. Now this morning I wake up and feel like I'm on my death bed. My chest hurts, I can't stop coughing, I keep throwing up. Hell I've even given up on puttin on pants today. On top of all of this I had to send my husband to go pick up more baby stuff from a friend. When he got home he rang the doorbell so i could open the door because his hands were super full. So having sick and pregnancy brain I go and throw the door wide open! No pants on, just my shirt. Im so happy no one other than my husband was standing there. Idk if I would have recovered from that.