This can't be happening.
Last year, in the middle of January I came down with a sinus infection that would stick with me until - Oh, I think it was July. It brought with it a horrible hacking cough that landed me in more specialists offices than I care to think about, breathing into more contraptions than I can even begin to name. The last specialist - the lung specialist - was a lovely man who told me my illness was all in my head, I must be homesick for Canada.
Seeing as we were already in the process of selling our house (had sold it I think, it's all such a blur) in order to move back to Canada I figured he was full of it (he was so nasty, little Luxembourgish man who obviously disliked ex-pats).
We left our house and - miraculously - I started to get better. Since I had been sick for the 2 years we were in the house, we figured it was the house.
And, with the exception of a sinus infection in September, the flu in October - I haven't been doing too bad.
Until Saturday when I was ironing Marc's shirts for his trip to San Diego. And I sneezed.
It's all been downhill from there. I got a horrid cold. I consumed large quantities of vitamin c and Cold-FX.
It's not working, I feel awful. Which in itself I could deal with. EXCEPT - the bloody cough is back.
Welcome to the Hack-a-minute fest with Tracy. She's the one over in the corner gasping for air. Turning blue. With the 3 pack a day smoker's voice (well, that might bean improvement on my usual squeak).
Yes, I am feeling sorry for myself. I am hoping this doesn't stick around for another 6 months (especially since you can't get a doctor in the town...)
And then I feel bad because there are people with real problems.
And I feel bad for yelling at Julia for unravelling an inch of the doll's leg I finally managed to knit for her (and the web of knots she made in the wool that took an hour to get out). My mother was a saint teaching me last night.
Bleah. Can I have a do over on this week?
On a positive note (there is one - woo hoo!) I took Stu to Beavers for the first time tonight. It was also Parents night - and I managed to rise above (for the most part) the hacking and ran around like the crazy woman I am with him. We had a blast.
And now I will go ingest some codeine in hopes of sleep.
Because there's only so much sorry for myself I can take.
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2 comments:
You poor thing. I hate it when something happens like that & all you can wonder is how long will it take until you're better again.
And who will take care of these kids until then?
Feel better, ever so soon.
Okay, you are seriously funny. I mean, I know you're trying to whine and all, but really, you come across as funny.
I've had a sinus infection for two months now, and this week it moved into my throat, so huuuge sympathies! My granny says that snorting saltwater is a surefire cure but I'm so darn squeamish I can't bring myself to do it.
Give it a go for me, eh?
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