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I'm like the turtle taking a guarded peek out of its shell this morning, and confirming that there is life yet to be lived. If I'm a turtle, then my shell today consists of heavy jeans, and an overshirt over a sweater over a t-shirt. My engorged sinuses make my head feel like it's bigger than it's supposed to be, but I've already proven to myself that it's no heavier than usual. I can hold it up and move it around, and I have actually moved my entire body gingerly from room to room, even from floor to floor.
I had a flu shot this fall, so I know this thing is only a cold. But what a cold. I was totally sapped yesterday and barely moved. I've been getting 10 hours' sleep at night and still feel exhausted during the day. It's at times like these that the pleasant memory of actual life serves as the main impetus to return to it. You're not exactly living it at the moment, but the desire to get back puts some fight in you. Actually feeling better is like re-birth and I can't wait for it to come.
Being sick when I was little meant extra attention, being fussed over. It meant not having to change out of my pajamas. If I had a fever, my mother gave me half an aspirin in a spoon mixed with sugar and water, a real treat. I loved the bitter-salty-sweet taste. It meant I was being cared for. I could lie back down with my comics on the living room couch and have no care beyond how Bugs Bunny would outwit Elmer Fudd. "Sick" was fun. The memory of that is the next best thing to feeling better itself.
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Hi Ralph...
Feel Better!
I could totally relate to your memories as a child. My mother used to bring out the little orange St. Joseph's chewable aspirin. If Doc Barnes was required to visit (at home), things were quiet until he arrived. After he left, Mom would go get the prescription filled and home would come new books, coloring books, comics and whatever to keep me occupied for the prescribed bed stay.
Odd, how when you are an adult, doctors write a precrip and off you go. I seem to remember a progression from prescribed bed rest of "X" days to, suggested bed rest to here is the prescription and take for "X" days.
Colds are the worst at this time of the year. I'm hoping to avoid one as I was at Trader Joe's this weekend and some woman on line (as I was passing by) coughed right into my face. Old enough to know better - she was (sigh - I feel old and crochety today).
Anyways, feel better!
I've had a cold on and off since the beginning of december. i am currently at the no voice stage. I feel fine but can only croak. the kids love it, they know i can't shout at them!
Thanks for the well-wishing, Linda. The day's gone reasonably comfortably so far, at least no sore throat or earache. Still feeling draggy though. Tomorrow should be better.
Peewit, that's a long time to have a cold. Glad you're not feeling any more than just losing your voice. Hope the kids don't take too much advantage!
You should make up a bowl of that great stew you posted last week on Food Friday. It will make you feel better, just add garlic. I'm making it again today as it was talked up in our friends circle and my friend coming for dinner tonight said, "make that stew you guys loved last Sunday", she's bringing french bread and dessert. Or get a chicken soup recipe and try soaking your cold in that.
You know, the idea crossed my mind but I decided it would be too much of a good thing. We just had it a couple of weeks ago. Really glad it's a hit with your friends! Do you cook the potatoes in it or do the mashed potato thing?
I buy ready made mashed potatoes with garlic. I'm sure you've seen them at Safeway or G stores. Takes a few mins to heat them up when I'm ready to serve only I make up a garlic buttery sauce to mix in while the potatoes are almost ready to serve. Take care of that head cold Ralph!
You're making me hungry! Guess that's a good sign! Thanks. I'm slowly improving. Now it's Steve's turn.
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