Friday, February 04, 2011

Icky Sicky

Germ Alert: I am pretty sure I’m past the point of being contagious, however I will leave you with some hand sanitizer at the end of this post, just to be safe.

Earlier this week, my dear blogging friend Meleah, mentioned she had gotten sick and I responded to her in my comment that I had felt myself on the verge of also getting sick, but thought I had nabbed it from manifesting into a full-blown cold by using my special witch doctor elixir consisting of one bat wing, three frog warts, and a single hair off a black cat.

WRONG!

Then again, in the elixirs defense, I think walking through my chilly apartment NAKED last week to fetch my shower gel in the kitchen, probably didn’t help matters.

Monday afternoon, I could feel myself getting achy and chilly. By nightfall, I was coughing like an old steam engine, my nose was running, and my head felt like it was filled with cotton balls. One minute I was hot, the next minute I was freezing.

I don’t get sick very often, but when I do it’s usually something truly icky, like, Montezuma’s Revenge.

The last time I was sick was over 4 years ago, when I got hit with the most horrendous flu. I was sitting in a sales meeting at work and could actually feel this evil thing slowly descending upon me in a dark cloud; entering through the crown of my head and causing the most hellacious headache. It moved down through every bone and muscle in my body. By the end of the meeting, I could tell this was going to be bad because even my skin and hair hurt. I was flat out on my back for almost a week. I couldn’t even talk to anyone on the phone because the minuscule amount of energy it would have taken me to open my mouth and form words, was just too painful. Blinking even hurt.

But I’m happy to report, this recent cold/flu was not nearly as bad. Fortunately, I’ve had this week off from work, so I was able to stay home and take good care of myself. I’ve been drinking herbal tea, soaking my feet in hot Epsom salt baths, ingesting vitamins, using essential oils, and resting quietly all day.

I don’t know if any of you have ever noticed this, but it’s weird how when you’re sick you will always feel worse at night. Am I right? I found myself dreading the sun going down because I knew I would eventually feel like cockroach who had been crushed by a sledgehammer.

Yesterday, I was at a point of going bonkers since I’ve been slowly getting bored staying inside. I have been so tired of looking at this apartment, I actually rearranged some pictures on the walls so my place would look different.

And just to let you know HOW bored I was, I went out briefly and rented the movie Sex and the City 2, which I had seen in the theater last May and was soooooo disappointed. In spite of this, I thought that by watching it again while being sick, would somehow make me appreciate even a bad film.

Well, it didn’t. Not only was I disappointed again, but I was disappointed and felt SICK about it.

I adored the HBO series, loved the first movie, however the second film was like it wasn’t even written by the same brilliant man who wrote the series. Personally, I think it's time they just allow Sex and the City to be what it is.....a memory of something that was great.

Anyway folks, I’m feeling much better today and plan on resting more this weekend because I’ve got a very busy schedule at work next week with Valentines Day coming up, so I need to be in top-top retail shape.

Aaaaachoooooooo!

Ooops! Sorry for the sneeze, but as I shared at the beginning of this post, allow me to leave you with some hand sanitizer…..

*Please feel free to use as much as you want.

Wishing you a happy and healthy weekend everyone!

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