Bleah. I’ve been sick for about a week or so now. I thought that I was fighting it off okay until a few days ago. On Tuesday night, my throat was sore, and my nose was particularly stuffy. Which resulted in very little sleep. So I woke up feeling like death on a cracker. A stale cracker. A stale cracker that’s one of the last in the package, so it’s all broken and crumbly. Anyhow, I decided that it was time to actually see a doctor.
The doc told me that I had a sinus infection (no surprise to me), prescribed an antibiotic, a decongestant, and a nasal spray, and sent me on my merry way. I procured said medicines, and took them with my lunch. A few hours later, I felt even worse, and by Thursday morning, death had eaten the stale cracker, and was sizing me up as the main meal. I gave death the finger and took my medicine.
Around mid-day on Thursday, the primary symptoms were slightly better, but I started to feel extraodinarily tired. Like nothing in the world could stop me from lying down and sleeping. I leaned back in a recliner, covered myself with a blanket and attempted to obey my body’s demands. I fitfully half-dozed for a couple of hours, but still didn’t feel like I got any real rest. But as evening approached, I found that I felt a little better than before.
Today, I’m back at work again. I still feel tired, and my nose is still pretty stuffy, but the sore throat is almost completely gone. Which is good. At the worst point, Wednesday night, just trying to clear my throat was triggering my gag reflex. Which is really stressful when you feel the need to clear your throat almost constantly.
So, the good news is that I’m feeling better.
The bad news is that Susan and Mary both seem to have caught my cold. Sorry, ladies. 🙁