Still sick........

This is the third day of being so sick that the mere thought of putting on make-up seems like a monumental achievement. No make-up, no jewelry.... not getting dressed, not going out of the house, except for the screen porch. I swear, I can't remember the last time I was this sick. Usually I just grin and bear it with a cold..... my theory is that a cold will last seven days, whether you take medications or not. Longer than seven days, and you have more than a cold.

And I hate running to the doctor's office...... that is more trouble to me than it's worth. First of all, that office is freezing because he keeps the air conditioning up too high, or down too low, whichever way you'd like to look at it. And you sign in on that little sheet and you sit there. And sit there. All the while watching other people come into the waiting room and wonder what kinds of germs they're bringing in with them. I try to avoid the doctor's offices except for the yearly exams.

I started taking Robitussin the other day, and I could feel the stuff inside my chest loosening up. Then I ran out of the Robitussin and started to take NyQuil. What a waste...... the only effect that has on me is that it puts me to sleep, and I wake up with the same symptons. My husband ran out to Kroger late last night for more Robitussin, plus orange juice, which I've been mixing with water and drinking constantly. Since then, my fever has broken, and the stuff in my chest has loosened up and I feel like I can breathe like a normal person again. And I'm not sounding too much like Darth Vader today.

For the last two nights, I've been sleeping in my recliner in the TV room. I couldn't get comfortable in the bed, no matter how many pillows I used, plus I knew my coughing was keeping my husband awake. He hasn't caught this cold, and I hope he doesn't. So there I was, all night long, sleeping for half an hour, then waking up and watching programs on the Food Channel, the Decorating Channel, and I even watched some of the poker tournament for a while.

Thanks to the Robitussin, my cough is just about gone, so I think I'll try sleeping in the bed tonight. I truly need a good night's sleep. The reclining chair in the TV room is great, but not as comfy and as warm as the bed. ShadowBaby has been sleeping with me these past few days. He's such a Romeo of a cat, and any time I sit down, he's usually right there on my lap. Being that I haven't been feeling well, he's enjoying long naps because I'm not moving around too much. I feel like my brain is turning to applesauce here, and I can't wait for all of this to be over.

I had eMail from my friend's husband up in NY....... they did the procedure on Tuesday morning...... cancerous growth, just as they thought. He didn't mention anything about further surgery, and that has me worried. He also wrote that she would be in touch via eMail when she got out of the hospital in a few days. Needless to say, she's been on my mind constantly. I sent a card out to her on Tuesday morning, and the post office, in all their glory, sent it back to me this morning. What?! Somehow, the envelope got turned to the other side as it went through their stamping machine. Instead of her address showing on the front, my address label on the back of the envelope was used as the "front" of the envelope, and they delivered it back to me. Now how stupid is that? There's no stamp on the back of the envelope, of course, but their machines cancelled the back of that envelope with the postmark. The stamp on the front of the envelope was un-touched, so I'm just going to put it back into my mailbox in the morning. Now wouldn't you think that some postal person along the way would've seen what had happened and just used their brain a little bit and sent that letter towards NY instead of back to me?! Totally stupid and careless, in my humble opinion. No wonder everybody gets crazy when they ask for an increase in the price of stamps.