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| This is what happens when momma is sick. |
I have good news: My head really may not explode.
I wasn’t so sure yesterday afternoon. From Sunday afternoon until last night, I didn’t do much other than lay on the couch. Rather, couches. Depending who was home and what they were doing, I moved from the basement {where our most comfortable couch is} to the upstairs living room {where Diego and one of the countless “Land Before Time” sequels entertained my kids} to the kitchen {yes, we have a couch in the kitchen …}. I read a little and watched the pilot episode of “Felicity,” thank to Netflix.
My husband pitched in and drove carpool yesterday morning so I only had to take Ben to preschool rather than picking up two other kids and taking them and Cate to their school farther away. Yay, husband! So I had three hours to myself on the comfortable couch in the dark, cold basement yesterday morning.
Then I went to see my new doctor, who is in same practice as my current doctor who is moving away soon. I liked her from the initial meeting, but I almost seriously hugged her when she said she was prescribing me a z-pack antibiotic for my red throat and fluid-filled ears. I sensed relief coming, although, admittedly, I had doubts yesterday evening.
Greg came through again when he brought dinner home. I was feeling particularly rough by late afternoon. I even texted my friend who is a nurse about how I didn’t remember feeling so bad before. And then later I asked her if I could take anything else on top of the antibiotic and Zyrtec. She informed me taking Sudafed may help my head feel less full.
Thanks to some medicine and a decent night’s sleep, I woke up this morning feeling better. Not great, but certainly better. I had enough energy to make it to the grocery to restock our bare kitchen cabinets, although I did have to open a box of Kleenex I hadn’t purchased yet and dip into my cough drop supply throughout the aisles. Speaking of cough drops, Greg swears by Luden’s Wild Cherry drops {and brought some home for me yesterday!}, although I’m not sure they have the medicinal value of Hall’s cough drops, which taste like … well … medicine. They taste just like candy, but they helped my dry, itchy throat enough to end the coughing fit I was having in the meat department.
And you’ll be glad to know my sink no long looks like the picture above. The dishwasher has been unloaded and re-loaded with all those dirty dishes. I’m typically a load-as-we-go girl, so you know I’ve been resting when my sink is overflowing. Of course, after tending to the sink, I had to sit for a few minutes. Good thing there is a couch in my kitchen.
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