Not feeling too good myself

I’m not feeling very well today so I’m going to make this post short and sweet and probably not that funny.

What I’ve come down with, I assume, is the common cold, but this one is so much worse than anything you’ve ever experienced because it’s happening to me. It started Saturday as a tickle at the back of my throat, then progressed into listlessness on Sunday, a sore throat on Monday so bad I had to clench my teeth to swallow, a cough on Tuesday and the beginning of nasal drainage today. At this pace, I’ll be minus a lung by the weekend.

I don’t make it a habit to get head colds very often. The last one I can remember started the day before I left Manila at the end of a five-week business trip in 2006, and reached its roaring worst during the 18-hour flight back to the States. I remember thrashing about (or as much as you can thrash about in coach, anyway), awake and dehydrated in the middle of the night somewhere over the Pacific, trying desperately to flag down a flight attendant who would give me more than a small cup of water. When the cold hadn’t significantly receded a full week after I was back home, I went to the doctor, thinking perhaps I had some rare tropical affliction that would sound really cool. Unfortunately, the doctor told me, neither dracunculiasis nor river blindness was to be on my medical resume.

This current affliction hasn’t kept me out of work yet. We don’t have “sick days” per se, or per anything else; all time off is PTO (paid time off), and a cruise to the Dutch Antilles is considered no different than a face transplant. I’ve already used five of my 16 days for the year and wanted to save something on the off chance we can afford a last summer vacation with my college-bound son. I am missing my second consecutive day of running on the Y treadmill, which is how my family knows I’m really, really sick.

I’ve held off going to the doctor so far because I don’t want to be weighed and I don’t like strangers pawing at my lymph nodes. WebMD has told me it’s not strep throat, I don’t have a fever so it’s not pneumonia, and I’m wagering I can survive anything else. I’m treating myself with fluids, sleep and lying on the couch watching TV. I’m too weak to operate the remote control so my wife has kindly agreed to zap the commercials. I’m too dizzy to take out the garbage so my son has been nice enough to say he doesn’t mind the smell.

I did take advantage of the free advice that my pharmacist was willing to offer. I croaked my complaints to her and she led me to the over-the-counter cough and cold medicines. Having laryngitis as one of my symptoms negates the need to explain all that much to people who routinely ask how I am. It’s obvious to the grocery cashier, the coffee shop guy and my boss that I’m not “fine, thanks.” I like having a sickness with such obvious attributes, though my bout with chicken pox about ten years ago, which rendered me unable to shave for a week, made me a little more physically frightening than I had in mind.

Anyway, the pharmacist selected one of about two dozen variations on cough syrup and some hard-candy drops that are supposed to treat the sore throat, and sent me on my way. The only cold medicine I’ve ever had that worked in the slightest way is nasal spray, and now they say you’re not supposed to use that to excess. (What other way is there?) I have never, ever had any coughing reduced by cough syrup, and have never had a sore throat made better by any cough drop. You do get some brief relief from those throat sprays that you apply directly to your larynx, but the taste is so off-putting that it’s not worth it. All the NyQuils and DayQuils and AfternoonQuils out there may reduce a headache if I have one. If their alcohol content is high enough I might get a slight sleepy buzz. If the pseudoephedrine is sufficient I might lose my teeth and open a meth lab in my lawnmower shed. Other than that, I get no benefits.

So I guess I’ll just suffer along for the next few days and hope for the best. These things usually run their course over about a week, so I figure I’m almost halfway there. I’m starting to get a little woozy sitting here at the Earth Fare coffee shop so I think I’ll buy a quart of their chicken noodle soup and head on home to moan and groan at my family. In sickness or in health, they’re pretty used to it.

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12 Responses to “Not feeling too good myself”

  1. trishatruly Says:

    Awwww, poor baby!!! I say a hot toddy is in order.-

    Take the juice of half a lemon, 2 shots of whiskey, brandy, or what have you, a large spoonful of sugar , place in a large mug. Add hot water to fill. Stir and consume the liquid warmth right into your poor virus-ridden body.
    You’ll feel better in no time. Of course you won’t actually BE better, but you won’t care quite so much either.
    And watch this:

  2. George Says:

    Wow! My nose started running while reading about your malady. 🙂 I hope you feel better!

    And thanks for stopping by my blog. 🙂

  3. ransomed Says:

    Hope you’re feeling better soon. I just got home from work and don’t feel so hot myself. Think i’m going to head to bed very soon. I usually stay up until 2P – then get up at 9P for the midnight shift.

  4. thelakattack Says:

    Need some advice? check out some of my rants. Give up GOd, be existential, and live life.

  5. alantru Says:

    Sorry you’re under the weather.
    Take Cold FX
    It really works. Seriously.

  6. zmanowner Says:

    Hey guy…sorry to hear you are under the weather those bad colds seem like death is near. Take it slow and load up on the dristan and nyquil. Hot toddies work well. I thought you said the post was going to be short. If that is short next time I will pack a lunch…stop bye anytime if you are bored…Zman sends

  7. Rocky Humbert Says:

    Drink chicken soup. If you don’t barf, it really works. Homemade is best. Campbell’s is better than nothing. Those Japanese instant soups are worse than nothing.

    I hope you feel better.

    Oh, and by the way, your post made me smile. So you WERE funny even when you’re sick. 😉

  8. oscarstavern Says:

    Short? LOL

    hey you can write so you’ll live

    Get some Levaquin. Sure cure for what ails ya.

    Or A stiff shot od Gentleman Jack Daniels every 3 hours.

    Get well!

  9. therealmotherlode Says:

    Soup? Nyquil? Take a swig of some brandy….THAT’ll fix ya! (I only wish.)

    I feel your pain…I am in day two of laryngitis. I open my mouth to yell at the kids and the only thing that comes out is “Screeeeecccccccch!” Oh, wait….that’s my normal voice…..

    You are too blasted funny, Davis! I’ve gotta send your cat interview over to my sis who has three kitty children.

  10. planetross Says:

    A swift recovery is in order. Get well soon!
    Colds are so much easier to deal with when someone else has them.

  11. fakename2 Says:

    I was kind of wondering if the cats had somehow taken revenge. Peed in your coffee?

  12. stinginthetail Says:

    have you checked for glandular fever? it does sound like it with the very bad throat (aka Epstein-Barr virus or Infectious Mononucleosis or ‘Mono’)
    from experience, i know you don’t want to mess with it, or it will never go away (i got it in ’96)

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