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Sick and impatient
Kate isn’t entirely sure whether she has the worst cold she’s ever had in her entire life or if she has a middling version of the flu. She’s less inclined to think it’s the flu because the last time she had the flu, death seemed like a preferable alternative. This time she’s railing against the fates and feeling tremendously put upon because her fingers and toes and hair hurt. She wants this over with so she can go do stuff. Like participate in the Eagle Festival this weekend. And she’s speaking in the third person because she’s somewhat detached from reality at the moment, owing to some yummy cold and flu medications. Floating on a pink cloud kinds of medications. She would, however, be happy to forfeit the pink clouds if she could go see the eagles tomorrow.
Listening to the news tonight, they said that of the people who got the flu shots, only about 40% chance it will help cause it is a mutated version and judging by what you wrote, sounds more like the flu--your hair should not hurt with a cold, nor should anything else except your head and chest maybe.......... Honey in tea!! Ginger in tea, both supposed to be really good for you. Feel better..........
PS--I think tomorrow is supposed to be wicked cold and windy so probably best you do not go out anyway........
If you found a $20 on the ground would you pick it up? No - it’s the flu, Yes - it’s something else.
Perhaps pink eagles?
Well, who knows what I had. Something between a bad cold and flu, but not worth a trip to the doctor. I’m much improved today and, while not quite lively, am managing to get a few things done (laundry, wood fetching). Didn’t go out to see the eagles. It was frigid and windy yesterday and I felt lousy anyway. The eagles will be out and about for a couple more weeks—before they get down to the serious business of nesting.
Cyn, I’ve been eating honey directly from the bottle. It soothes. Better than cough drops any day.
Steph - I’m still scratching my head over that.
Pablo, a pink eagle would scare the heck out of me. I can deal with pink clouds, though.
Still more documentation of this season’s singularly nasty respiratory viruses. From sea to coughing sea, it would appear.
Me, I’m still in cough-cough postnasal drip phlegm misery. If the previous pair of colds is any indication, I’ll probably be still hacking away next month.
Ugh and double-ugh and now triple-ugh.
I sympathize, N. This cold or whatever is truly bad enough, but the residual phlegm and coughing may be even worse. The last time I had one of these, it ended up as an ear infection and bronchitis, with antibiotics and a nebulizer.
This time I’ve been trying everything I can think of to prevent that result. Zinc once a day, at least a quart of orange juice a day, lots of water to keep me really well hydrated to help move the crud out, and Theraflu Flu & Chest Congestion. The latter only has acetaminophen and an expectorant in it. I’ve been using it at night and I don’t wake up with a throat and chest full or a croaky voice. It seems to be keeping the phlegm under control while making my nose rather drippy. But I’d rather have a drippy nose than have my sinuses and breathing apparatus gummed up. I notice that, by the end of the day, I do start to gum up and get croaky. The nightly dose of Theraflu unsticks everything again. Might be worth a try for you.