Thursday, December 4th, 2008 by kara

Waaaahhhh. I’ve been sick. I’ve had the cold from hell for the past week, and I’m quite tired of it. I’d like it to be gone NOW, please.

I caught it from my wonderful husband, who actually took two days off work (!) last week because he was feeling so bad. Mind you, if Rick takes off work, he’s got to be close to death or maybe incarcerated, because he just doesn’t DO that shit. It would take an act of God like a hurricane or a sinkhole (which I shouldn’t joke about because there WAS a huge sinkhole in the middle of the Pelissippi Parkway last year) to keep Rick home from work, and even then, he manages to work from home.

Anyway. I should have covered my head with a plastic grocery bag at night to try to avoid his cold germs, but I didn’t. And now I’m coughing up stuff from inside my lungs that looks like egg custard. Yeah, it’s gross and I’m disgusting to myself as well as you.

I started out just by losing my voice. Everyone thought that was pretty funny and mocked me, but because I didn’t have any other symptoms, I kept at my regular routine. No sore throat, no fever, no nasal congestion, nothing in my lungs…and then on Sunday all that changed. Started coughing, throat became sore from the coughing, and my ears and nose both stopped up simultaneously. Joy. The only way this could get any better is to have a simple cold or case of bronchitis turn into pneumonia.

Two years ago I had pneumonia, for the first time ever in my life. It really sucked. I’ve never been debilitated before, but that shit kicked my ass three ways from Sunday. I was actually going to go on a pleasure trip (!!) with my sister and her good friend to Las Vegas (!!!) and had to skip it because I didn’t have enough energy to walk through Detroit Metro to get to the damn plane, much less keep up during the rest of the trip. My sister moves pretty fast, and even if I’d had one of those little Amigos, I’m pretty sure that she’d have gotten tired of having to wait for me to catch up all the time.

Suffice it to say that I am not eager to be laid up again for four weeks with pneumonia. I went to my doctor yesterday, alarmed that I was feeling even crappier than the past two days, to be told “Yep, you got fluid in your ears and your nasal passages are inflamed. Here’s some Nasonex to address your nostrils, and just keep doing what you’re doing, pushing fluids and resting, and if you’re not better by Monday, come back and see me.” Crap.

So I’ve been in the house since Sunday with just short trips out of the house for various vital chores (we were out of Half & Half and I NEED Half & Half for my tea) and I’m BORED NOW. Ironically enough I haven’t had enough energy to even sit at my computer for very long, and I don’t have enough energy to concentrate on the J.D. Robb books I got from McKay’s, so I’m left with propping myself up on the sofa to channel surf–when I’m not sleeping 12 of the 24 hours in the day.

I’m BOOOOOOORRRRED. I’d like to get better now, please.