Saturday, as we were getting ready to go to my FIL’s birthday party, I let my husband know that I really probably should take it easy that night; my nose was sniffly, my throat tight and scratchy, my head a bit stuffy.
Sunday morning at about 11am, WHAM. My body was swarm attacked by every germ that had been lurking in my blood, guts, and mucus.
So now it is three days later, and I’m trying to remember what exactly happened in the past 72 hours. I spent a lot of it in bed, crawling out long enough to do the basic things (carpool, laundry, dishes). I’m finding emails I sent, so I must have been borderline coherent at times.
My point? Cold medicne these days sucks. It killed none of the symptoms, muted none of the discomfort – I remember every sniff, every mouth breath, every hack for the past 3 days. But what I actually did for the past few days is pretty much a blur.
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Wow – hope you finish healing fast!
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It’s the lack of pseudo ephedrine in anything. They took it out because of the meth freaks. You have to ask for it behind the counter and you’ll need to sign for it, but it’s worth it.
I iz so sorry you haz a yuck.
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Hope you feel better! Colds suck big time. I was feeling crappy the last few days but luckily, it passed.