I have my first doozy of a cold of the season. It started Saturday evening, I was dusting at work and started coughing. I thought it was just a reaction from the dust, but Sunday morning I knew better.
I feel incredibly sorry for myself when I am ill. In fact, I am a big baby about a cold or flu. And since Joe is traveling today I have to baby myself. It is, in fact, much better when someone babies you, but a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do! As soon as the Chinese restraunt on the corner opens I am getting a big 'ol container of hot and sour soup. While I am waiting for that, I will go to the drug store for magazines, hard candies with vitamin C and new nail polish.
When I get home I will get out some old favorite movies. Then, I will slip on my jammies cover up in my quilt with my supplies (including the phone, a box of tissues and a really huge glass of juice. Here I will suffer in quiet dignity until the children come home from school.
I would imagine I will feel much better by tomorrow. I have to! Pity parties that last longer then a day or so are boring!
At the top of this blog, is a link to a Mayo Clinic site concerning cold remedies. I have enclosed it as a public service. Personally, Hot and Sour Soup, Vicks Vapor Rub (Joe calls it my voodoo medicine!) and Vitamin C or mints to suck on always works for me!
Now you will have to excuse me, I need to mop the floor and straighten the living room. I can't stand to be sick in a messy room!