Sick of the crud

So I am sick. With the crud. Possibly the creeping ick. Ok, ok so my doctor says it is bronchitis, sinus infection and ear infections on top of the Cold of Dread and Doom which has sapped my energy and will to live for about 10 days now. Of course, in that ten day period, things have been happening. Big things. Like, oh, Piemas. I did manage to make 5 pies for Piemas, and get everyone fed etc. But the usual joyous spirit of hospitality I like to think I bring to such events was largely missing. Instead, there were several times I snuck upstairs for catnaps.

Then I got my mother in law really sick with the same horrible, dreadful disease, right before shipping her home. We were supposed to do all kinds of things while she was here. Instead, there was a lot of going to bed at 8:30 going on in these parts. I heard from my mother, who was sick with it when she came here about a month ago. She says she’s starting to feel better. A month later. This makes me want to cry, if crying didn’t require way too much energy.

I’ve lost about four pounds since I got sick, from complete lack of appetite and energy.

I haven’t missed a day of work. Because work does not respect being sick. No it does not. My boss is even sicker than I am, and she’s still making it to almost all her meetings. Her boss has an infection in his knee that’s not getting better after some surgery, and neither one has slowed him down in the slightest.

At least no one else in the family is nearly as sick as I am. My husband coughed a little for a few days. The boys have seemed unaffected. I’m the only one who got flattened by it (well, my MIL looked a lot like I feel) and then of course it goes secondary. The sinus pressure is unbelievable. I finally went out and bought (gulp) a neti pot. And psuephedrine. I HATE psuephedrine. Hate it. Hate it hate it hate it. But I can’t handle this headache. It sends stabbing pains through my head every time I cough. And I cough a lot. The other day, I nearly threw up after a crazy coughing fit.

The worst part is, as I struggle to get back to at least 80%, is I can watch the work piling up. The laundry, yes. The dishes, my husband has done. The house is perhaps not immaculate. There are no leftovers in the fridge for lunches next week. And then there’s the taxes — totally my purview — due soon. I need to sign Grey up for summer camp (sounds so fun!). I need to plan our incredibly complicated 4 part trip to Washington State. I need to do the Costco shopping. I need to do the grocery shopping. There’s a bunch of spring maintenance uncovered by the melting snow that needs attention.

So I lie here on the couch, miserable, and think of all the things I ought to be doing.

In other news, I got my hair cut. It’s a nice haircut, I think, except I’m highly unskilled in hair arts and don’t know how to properly blow my hair dry so I’m having trouble making it look right. Also, I thought it was this big epic change and not that many people have noticed it. Possibly they’re distracted by my sniffling and doubling over with coughs.

This is what it looked like when I got back from the salon. I can't make it do this.
This is what it looked like when I got back from the salon. I can't make it do this.

Oh, and on one of my sickest “Really shouldn’t be here” days at work when I was a little stormcloud of snot, I got a pretty big cool award as recognition of my exemplary attitude. (Really.) Which is pretty darn cool, but felt rather ironic when I was so darn grumpy.

Also, it’s spring. I meant to write big, poetic post about it, but like so many other tasks that one has gone unaddressed. But I figure you won’t discover the seasons are changing without my telling you about it (based on what I do write about), so in case you’re wondering… spring.

Yeah, I think I better go before more of my exemplary attitude comes out my nose. (HONK!)

What do you mean that haircut isn't radically different? I used _product_
What do you mean that haircut isn't radically different? I used _product_

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Brenda currently lives in Stoneham MA, but grew up in Mineral WA. She is surrounded by men, with two sons, one husband and two boy cats. She plays trumpet at church, cans farmshare produce and works in software.

4 thoughts on “Sick of the crud”

  1. I am so sorry! I probably shared my germs. I mean really sorry. You are much sicker than I have been for much of the time. I used (brand) DM — it really helped. I am now at 24 hours without and only minor coughing. Get well soon!


  2. Catching up on posts… this whole work thing is really biting into my blog reading. Also, this whole work thing bites.

    Glad you’re feeling better now. I like the new haircut. I have similar troubles with blow drying. Even when I really put effort into it, what with clips and exact parts and Carefully Measured Squirts of Product, it still doesn’t look like it does at the salon. I suspect I would do better if I had a third hand. But then I’d be That Woman with the Third Hand, which might negate the better hair.


    1. I think I would totally exchange a reputation as “That Woman” for a fully functional third hand!

      And I hear you on the work thing. When am I supposed to catch up on Youtube videos? I ask you!


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