Or possibly Day 2.5. Whatever. Yesterday, I scurried around and loaded up on supplies and nostrums (facial tissue, cough drops and zinc pills but alas, no donuts) and headed off to work. Four and a half hours later, dizzy, nose constantly running, I realized I was panting and gasping if I did anything but sit in place. I checked in with my boss and knocked off for the day.
On the way home, I made the slowest five-and-dime trip of my life to pick up some more palliatives: Zycam and Vick's Vap-O-Rub. Vick's is just an anti-stuffiness aid but it's comforting -- it was the cold treatment of my childhood. Zycam may or may not be all that effective but for me, it seems to help more than half the time.
I got home mostly on instinct, nearly all of it on streets where 30 mph is perfectly acceptable, seeing as it is the speed limit. I had a bite to eat and went to bed by 3:45 p.m., and stayed there until six this morning. Didn't heve much trouble getting back to sleep each time stuffiness woke me, either. I drifted between chills and feeling overheated. Kept up with the various OTC treatments and this morning--
The fountains of my sinuses have slowed but not stopped. The back of my throat itches; the backs of my eardrums itch (!), or at least it feels as if they do. My temperature is still a little up and down -- but I feel much better. Or I did until I ate; now my temperature is climbing. But that's usual for me and I'll ride it out.
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