Checking In

I finally went to the doctor for help today.  No, a medical doctor...not a shrink.  Today is day 10 of the virus from hell.  Come to think of it, maybe I could use a shrink to tell me why I always wait so long before going to a doctor.

I've tried various things to try to knock out this crud, but it is tougher than any home remedies one might try.

Laughter is the best medicine they say, so I've tried to laugh but I keep getting choked on the mucous sliding down the back of my throat.  So trying to laugh is out.  Grumbling is in.  I can do that very well even if my voice does sound funny!

I started out by drinking pineapple juice the first few days. I've read that PJ will knock out all the ills that may befall you.  Well, not exactly.  But it is supposed to ward off bad germs.  Nope!  Couldn't prove it by me.  However, it did taste pretty good and I would close my eyes and pretend that I was sitting on a beach in Hawaii and was sipping my PJ out of an actual pineapple.  Until my nose started running like Niagara Falls and I had to grab the Kleenex which ended that nice day dream.  Dare I mention that I was also pretending that I was 30 again and wearing some snazzy swimwear and Don Ho was still around and serenading me?  And what would BG say to that?  Oh, he was too busy gawking at the hula dancers swaying their hips in those grass skirts.  Hmmm, maybe my fever has risen again. 

I'm sitting here in my jammies with a sweatshirt for warmth.  I vascillate between being hot and chilling.  When I'm chilling I just turn on the laptop and put it on my legs for warmth.  I then usually fall asleep for awhile.  Until the laptop slides off my lap onto the floor with a thud.  I can actually hear the thud even though I can hear very little else.  My ears are so stopped up and I have an infection in my right ear, the doctor tells me.

Stormy has been by my side throughout this whole ordeal.  She sleeps by me, when I'm in the recliner she's on the floor beside my chair and sometimes in my arms.  When I go to the bathroom, I'll open the door to find her by the door waiting for me.  If only I could train her to fetch cold drinks for me to sip on!   

Did the scales at the clinic show a weight loss?  Hahahaha!!  I guess when you sip Pepsi or iced tea (sweetened, of course) all day but not eat a lot, you still consume more calories than you think.  And the only exercise I get is hurrying to the bathroom.  You know what happens when you are my age and you cough a lot?  You younger gals will find out soon enough.  I won't spoil your fun now.

What else is happening?  Well, I did read an interesting tidbit in the news today.   Seems the oldest woman in the world, age 116, eats bacon every single day.  She has a sign in her kitchen that says "Bacon makes everything better."  Woman after my own heart!  You can read about her here.

I will be back as soon as the meds kick in and kick this virus to the curb!

Take care and stay well!

xo Cheryl