Almost every year I get sick around Thanksgiving and stay sick until after New Years. It seems to be a bad routine in my life and it has been this way for years. Why? I dunno…karma? Last year I actually was healthy throughout the holidays and then two weeks later had the infamous accident so no cold, but 10 months of recovery — I would have rather had a cold believe me!
It isn’t Thanksgiving yet, but two days ago I noticed I was getting a sore throat — OH NO – – off to gargle with salt water (which btw is one of the nastiest things a human can endure short of those gawdawful neti pots – ugh). Yesterday had sniffles and sneezes.
Today is the day – yep, fever, chills, and I’ve been eating aspirin like candy and sucking on those nastya$$ zinc lozenges. I absolutely hate colds because you know that you are in for at least 4 or 5 really bad days; days of not being able to breathe, coughing up your left lung, and looking like something the dog found dead in the backyard and decided to drag inside.
So, while I truly want to go wandering with my camera – I’m gonna lay low for a day or three, drink tea with lemon and honey, scarf down some NyQuil and try to kill what ails me.
Then it’s off to shoot the world – not literally mind you; with my camera!
At least Devoted Spouse is delivering ice cream for my sore throat and EmmaLou is warming my chilled feet. What a fam!
Apologies for not being amazingly funny today – my head is too full of mucus – now I could say that’s funny, but it’snot…sorry.
I think I know where I got this cold…and I would like to return the favor…if I can just get this person to come to the house and touch my keyboard or my remote….