Since my kids were little any illness was “the cookie disease”.  Why?  Because they felt crumby! (Sound of rimshot…then silence) I am convinced that I am having a severe reaction to the dust and allergens nesting in our Christmas decorations.  My husband is equally convinced I have bubonic plague.  Either way I don’t feel real well and pretty much all that can be done is to treat symptoms.  So, we went out today and bought everything under the sun to treat runny nose, stuffy nose, sore throat, headache, and the chest congestion that I’m sure will follow in a few days because I’m asthmatic, and of course cough drops.

I chose Hall’s Canada Dry Ginger Ale flavored cough drops.  I did this primarily because I despise the medicinal taste of cough drops, but love Ginger ale.  Imagine my disappointment upon learning that these amazing sounding cough drops tasted just like…cough drops.  There’s no ginger, there’s no ale, there’s just menthol in a kind of lemony nasty hard candy.  It’s enough to make you wish your taste buds were afflicted.  Right now I am at the point where I can’t decide if it’s better to drip like a faucet or be so congested that every time I bend over I think my head is going to explode.

If you’ve been reading you know that my mom has been coming over to help me out what with my arm in a cast up to my shoulder and my cootch still in rehab, well I called her today and told her she might want to stay away until we figured out whether this was a cold or allergies.  “You got my cold.  I knew better than to come over there but I did it any way and now you’ve got my cold.  I just knew better.  I told myself when I got it that I shouldn’t come over there, but you needed the help so I did and now you’ve got my cold.”  Well I don’t know who gave me whatever I have but I sure as hell wish they would come and take it back.  I’ve always been told if your snot is clear it’s probably allergies.  I don’t even think it much matters what color your snot is, in my opinion if you’ve got snot you’ve got problems.  Thank God for Afrin.  It is the only medicine in the medicinal arsenal available over the counter that makes any recognizable difference in the way you feel.  The clincher is you can only use it briefly or it may be habit forming.  My other fav is NyQuil.  I can sleep like a rock after taking that stuff.  I don’t know that it makes me feel better, but for the eight or so hours I’m sleeping I don’t realize how miserable I am.

None of this is news my darlings.  Just me venting about how crappy I feel without actually straining my voice to do so personally (that, and me being kind enough not to seek you out and share germs.)  On the bright side cast comes off 01/05/09 and the cootch release date is fast approaching so it seems only fitting that I should find another malady to fill my days.  Take care of yourselves and stay well.  Otherwise your sick mothers will have to come and take care of you too, and we wouldn’t want them to have to suffer with the guilt. 

Today’s Pa-ism: That’s all a steer can do.  Pa’s answer when you said you would try.  Used in context: (Me) I will try to complete this task. (Pa) That’s all a steer can do.

 

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