It’s a monumental moment. After four days of feeling so ill I couldn’t do anything, I am sitting! In a chair! I ate food today! And I’m able to type this post. Am I well? Not completely, no. But am I better? The lack of hacking cough says yes (still coughing, just not nearly as much). Fear not, dear reader. In addition to this post being gluten free — as all posts here at Daisy Smiley Face are, this post is certified germ-free.
I knew it would pass. I hoped it would pass. I’m so glad it’s passing. I’m so happy to be feeling better than I was that I don’t have the will to look back and try to determine who breathed their germs on me and had me spending a precious weekend sleeping, coughing, blowing my nose, etc. Of course, I’ve been people-ing more than I normally would this fall, so it’s my own fault for going OUT THERE. But still… I hope the person who made sick is feeling so much better, too. They probably got it by people-ing and some people breathed on them… and on and on it goes.
I’ve lost a few days, because of sleeping a few hours, waking to cough for a few hours (off and on, of course), then sleeping a few more hours. My sleeping stretches are getting longer so that’s a good thing. And like I mentioned, I ate food yesterday, not just saltines and applesauce. Everything still tastes like crap, though — that’s to be expected whilst there’s expectoring going on (is that a word? I know expectorant is… I’m making it so! Look at me, going all Jean-Luc Picard).
At this point, I’d like to give a big shout-out to my humidifier, which I believe contributed greatly to my recovery (still in progress, but I believe it’s going faster due to said humidifier).
I’d also like to say that if you should find yourself in a similar situation, watch a football game — I watched the Eagles game Sunday night and actually enjoyed it (delirious from medication?). On Saturday, I watched several episodes of Love It or List It. If you haven’t seen this show, you must, sick or well. … … I started to write what it’s about and all this hilarity came out so I decided to hold it for a future review post. But trust me. In addition to those shows, I also fell down a YouTube wormhole and watched videos on Scientology, Leah Remini’s crusade against Scientology, the history of marimbas, and about Carson Daly’s anxiety disorder (I know, right? I didn’t guess he suffered from that either).
After days of drinking water like I’m made of it… wait…. …. … after days of drinking water like there’s no tomorrow, and spending an inordinate amount of time then running to the bathroom (and making it almost every single time!… almost). After hours spent horizontal-ish as I couldn’t lay down too flat as that made me sit up and cough for way too long to make laying completely down worth it. After days of nothing tasting right (ongoing). After not wanting to do anything but huddle under blankets and imagine the white blood cells beating up on all the bad sicky cells inside. Finally. FINALLY. I am starting to feel like myself.
Now, to catch up on all the stuff I was going to do this weekend — pacing myself, of course, so I actually get completely well. My Christmas cards are going out tomorrow night after I write them all out (at work — certain people are out sick… I wonder where I got my germs? I BLAME THE BIG GUY!). I had to wait to do the cards so I could send them certified germ-free. I also need to wrap my presents, etc. Now, I also have to add to the list: take 8 cases of empty water bottles to recycling center (hyperbole, but not by much). Even the sick adds to my to do list? Sheesh.
If you’re cold/flu/virus-free, I aim to emulate you fully in the next few days. If someone has breathed their germy breath on you, I recommend the tactics mentioned above to make the time go faster (and sleep… there’s just nothing better than sleep).
I’ll leave you with a teeny video I highly enjoyed about the wood that sings.