I rarely get the kind of sickness I’ve had the last week. It was so ordinary. A virus. A summer cold. How plebeian. I get more dramatic things that may involve death (in my head). Possible kidney stones that turn into a muscle spasm. Shooting pains that are gas (but may be fatal). My symptoms always fit the worst diseases (according to Dr. Google).
This past week was an eye opener on just how ignorant I am about colds. I was re-educated about antihistamines, decongestants, what lets you sleep and what doesn’t. All by trial and error. And buying lots of stuff. Cha-ching, cha-ching.
I bought at least four different medications. That’s in addition to the one we had in the pantry. Most were used once or twice. I found that the best decongestant is behind the pharmacy desk. You have to sign over your first born to get 20 tablets.
You shouldn’t take it at night as you will not sleep. Your pupils will dilate and you’ll spend the night endlessly trolling the internet for bargains. There are no bargains. Trust me on that one.
All of these medications are packaged in blister packs. They call them that because you get blisters trying to open the dang things. My nails are not sharp enough to cut the wrapper so I need a box cutter. The one thing you don’t want to handle when you are sick is a sharp tool. I’m surprised no one has sued because they lost a digit.
They are horse pills. They make fish oil tablets look like baby aspirin. Fortunately I can swallow a horse pill. Usually. Except when I’m sick.
Now it feels like an industrial grade vacuum is sucking out all my moisture. Your eyelids stick to your eyeballs. Your lips are stuck together in a pose that Kim Kardashian would be proud of. This is in contrast to 30 minutes ago when your head felt like a bowling ball with the mucus rolling around in there. I don’t know which is better.
There are no shortcuts. It has to run its course. The best you can do is alleviate symptoms. The sooner you get peace with that the better.
Silver lining – I didn’t go to the gym for a week. I read two books and I couldn’t weed my garden. No guilt! Always look for that silver lining.
Hope you have a healthy summer!