..,,and we’re up.
( Not really)
After a night of coughing I wish we could both get a few more hours sleep. The soundest sleeper here?
Diligent at her post by day, Sleeping Beauty at night!
..,,and we’re up.
( Not really)
After a night of coughing I wish we could both get a few more hours sleep. The soundest sleeper here?
Diligent at her post by day, Sleeping Beauty at night!
If you remember the Alka Seltzer jingle, you’ll know the ad was the Alka Seltzer cold formula.
I have never taken it, although right now, I can probably pass for a tuberculosis patient with this hack I have.I have had a river of hot soup and a ton of expectorant, and yet the hits just keep on coming.
So I will be taking a hot shower tonight and trying to get some of this congestion out of me so I can try to get back to normal. I haven’t been walking past 10,000 much because I just, quite frankly, feel like crap.I am to the point where I’d give all the money I have for 5 straight hours of sleep.After all I want to be up and together for the super bowl. I am sure that this is just a payback for the beautiful weather earlier this week.
Take care, everyone, and I will chat with you tomorrow.
Gentle reader, if you go back to a prior post in the month, you’ll remember me talking about hay fever.
Well, in its’ life cycle in my body, we’ve gone through the point where I sound like I smoke a pack of Camels a day.In short, I’m hacking my lungs out with post nasal drip.Thanks, pollen!
It’s rough when you have to flush water to thin mucous in your system. Sure, you can do it during the day but who wants to be up all night?I am so glad that modern technology came up with Mucinex.In the old days, I’d have enough cough syrup in me and every time I’d take it,boy, I’d get bad heartburn.
I love autumn: honestly, I do.The lungs, however, are waiting for the first frost.
I have started hacking away all of a sudden.
It starts as soon as I leave the house in the morning.
I saw what it was this morning…
RAG WEED.
Talk about your warm and fuzzy childhood moments.As soon as I realized what it was, I heard my Mom talking to me.
” Whenever it was time to go back to school, you always came down with a ” cold”. Finally I took you to the doctor who said to me you had hay fever.”
Jeez, Mom, that would explain the amount of handkerchiefs you sent me to school with, tucked away in my uniform blouse sleeve.Thanks, Mom. I always wondered about that.
I thought of something I recently saw posted on Facebook. It went something to the effect of your Mother never leaves you.
What a comforting thought.Miss you every day,Mom.
or, as I would say it: the poor worker without her cell phone.
Jim came down with too much raking,too damp weather, and as a man with a soon
to be 95-year-old Mom would call it….”grippe.”
You should take something, I say knowing downright what the answer will be.
However, even though I thought he should stay home today, he went to work.
As I came into work, I scoured all available sources for Lipton chicken
noodle in a red box-no such luck.
Stay tuned tomorrow and let’s hope Shingles don’t make a reappearance,
It’s here….
Zush is panting even with her new look and I put a summer nightgown on after my shower tonight. Kasia is snoring softly under the ceiling fan .
Right on time? Jim has started coughing and claims he is cold,and is actually threatening to get our his wool hat for his short hair.
Welcome to summer at the Shinglemans! It’s going to be a long one!
I am done work and have been sitting with my friend, Sue,
If you remember in a prior blog, she has been my friend for 12 years. She is suffering from a detiorating brain disease. I am here for her comfort,as she has a bad cough. It is a good perspective when you feel like the weight of the world is on your shoulders, and you’re with a good friend who is basically, in hospice.
She just offered me a cookie: that just like her, as she entertains in her house. The dogs are passed out from running around playing.
God is certainly with me here.
My husband and the girls took me out on a hike to Higbee beach today.
So I tucked the drama of the past week behind and we went out for our experience. If you remember a posting of last summer, Higbee had no good memory for me, as I fell and had a piece of driftwood pierce my stomach just out of harm’s way. It was enough that I still have a scar!
Below is the peaceful lake Zush helped discover. May the week be as peaceful for us all!
It has not been a good week.
Found out a friend of mine who was 2 years older passed away suddenly last week. I saw her at the beginning of the month and she was in a helluva better shape than I am in.
The coughing got a little quiet but not much, as both Jim and I are fighting it and it makes for the wrong kind of melodies going on in our house.
A good friend of mine is scheduled for pancreatic cancer surgery on Monday and I know the odds…
and to top it all I am missing my Mom a lot..
It goes without saying it is Holy Week and the Easter Tridium, and my prayers are going overtime on so many levels.
The hard part is I remember the line from the movie “Rudy”…” Man asks for God to answer prayers, and God does, in God’s time.”
Mike our neighbor is over.
We are listening to You Tube, Jim is playing his guitar and we are singing songs of our youth.
**the two shots of whiskey I have taken are the best cough medicine to listen and sing along with.**
It’s good to kick back, and the fur children always enjoy Daddy playing music.
Life is good!
A local general practitioner is quoted as saying it was the worst respiratory winter he ever had,
with a ton of patients hacking their coughs away.
You know all the coughing I have been through? All the cough medicine I have taken?
Guess what feels like it’s back? Yup….my hacking from hell.
I knew when I last went to the GP 10 days ago and said “Oh, no, it’s strictly in my throat.”
The doctor looked in my throat and said “Uh, no, you have a **surprise**sinus drip!
Hmm.
53 years old
-17 age of first sinusitis attack
__________________________
=Tell me something I don’t know.
I think I might bypass the doctor this time. I think a little brandy and honey should
do the trick nicely.
Somewhere, up in heaven, my Dad is nodding along in agreement.
Dad was always right!
It’s a beautiful day today.
We are still busy, but dealing with a possible 590,000 people will make you busy.
I’m still hacking and at work.
A BFF is having newly hatched-possible caregiving issues with her Dad.
Another buddy is on the verge of having to put a fur child down….
I don’t know if it’s the medicine or what but my nerves are shot and I feel as though if here was the edge,I’m THISCLOSE to it.
Adding insult to injury is the fact that I am here in the city this weekend and I HATE IT.
**Climbing down from soapbox**
Thank you for your support…lol
I am fed up.
I have been off anti-depressants for 3 months. It hasn’t been easy. Trying to be a cheering section for myself and my husband, well…there may be a lot of me, but trying to a cheerful rah-rah girl when it’s the last thing you feel like doing….**sigh**
I wanted to go back on anti-depressants, yet what I have been on, well, the insurance doesn’t want to pay for me to try something new. They want me to go back on something that didn’t work before. Yeah that’s good….spend a chunk of change on something that I know doesn’t work.
I’m tired of this system. I’m tired of fighting.
All of a sudden, alcohol looks really good.
It was a long day in the office today: probably due to the arrival of daylight savings time.Once again, it was dark in the morning, but working later, I had the added perk of having sunlight, or should I say twilight? Either way you slice it, it was swell coming home with the light!
The hack,a.k.a. I”ll walk a mile for a Camel cough, is doing somewhat better…instead of hacking every five minutes, I can actually go 1/2 hour without coughing~ a major feat!
Now,with no offense to my fur girls, if only the cough would no longer sound like it belonged to a cocker spaniel….lol
Or, at least, my friend Kathy is, physically.
Kathy developed a cough a little later than mine and I came in this morning to find out she developed pneumonia.
Wow!When I went to the doctor on Thursday, he gave me a referral for a chest x-ray. After hearing Kat’s diagnosis, you
can bet your bottom dollar I will be going to get it done!
Tempers are flaring off here regarding property taxes.Things are in such a spin here, and as we are property owners as well,
I would say if I worked somewhere else, I’d be right there with them. I guess if people open their mouths and protest,
then someone,hopefully, will listen to their concerns.
Personally, I am just sitting back watching the race for the last person leaving the city who is going
to be left to turn out the light?
For once it wasn’t my sinuses. Imagine that.
I went to the Doctor today and ended up with two inhalers, cough suppressants, and a referral for a chest x-ray. Can you say viral?
Gee, knew I was sick.
Jim mimics my cough, but as lousy as mine sounds, you can multiply his by 10. I just hope his doesn’t turn into a hospital trip, since he wouldn’t go to the doctor.
The fur girls know we are sick~ pretty compassionate!
We’ll keep you posted!
Jim is still hacking, I guess, to keep my tubercular lungs company: after all, that’s what marriage is for, no?
I am counting my mercies that the girls are well.
The city of Washington D.C., has shut down due to a storm that is hitting there. Wussies! It’s a little snow.
I shudder to think what they would do if they were in the northeast!
Work is busy…too busy…I never knew I was so popular…lol
Time to run for undisclosed: this week it will be deeply appreciated, despite the amount of cough medicine ingested!
Anything to escape the city….Even Queen Elizabeth II was at the train station, looking happy to be leaving..**see disclaimer below picture**
disclaimer ***this is a cut-out that the local transit system has in honor of the British themed flower show running currently in town.
The 90’s hit “You’ve had a bad day” came home with me tonight.
Jim is sick with a hacking cough. Hot soup for dinner~ he doesn’t want to eat. I went up with the girls to see my friend who is very sick.She fell off the toilet because her legs are getting worse. Now I have to go down to my friend whose husband is in rehab. She is scared about caregiving: she has been married 55 years and is afraid to see what happens down the road.
I try to help, but after a while, it’s a rough gig!
A P.S.- to cap dinner off, my husband just dropped a roast beef, albeit a small one, on the floor ….
Did I mention Zush is happy? 😀
It was a good and active weekend: the kind of weekend that makes you dread Monday.
My friend and her husband came down and it was as though everything was go- go-go, not that it was a bad thing. The fact that Jim and I are both hacking like we are cigarette smokes doesn’t help. You are active but your speech comes to a halt when you start hacking.
Good sign when you need to rest all week after the weekend!
Have a good week.
We are on the way from Undisclosedx..
We are tired
What is on the radio ?
Why the Super Bowl power fiasco.
It’ll be an accomplishment, to get home in piece. We are grateful for the diversion .
…and yes, one of the R’s stand for ribs.
I am doing the doctor this afternoon to figure out the rib issue; i.e., sauce,or no sauce…lol.
Hopefully, I see an X-ray or two in my future and some medicine to quiet this cough.
All I have to do is get through work and hopefully, some Undisclosed air will be cleaning out our lungs
over the weekend, but we’ll see. We ALL have to feel a bit better for that.
Here’s hoping your day goes exactly how you want it!
Just made a doctor’s appointment for tomorrow to deal with the continuing saga of the cracked rib(s)…..
…and I am not talking BBQ sauce to go with it.
I’ve had cracked ribs before and mind you,they are not fun. I often would think of the pain when John C. Reilley,
in “The Perfect Storm”, bites down on a wooden spoon while George Clooney yanked the fish hook out of his hand.
Yes, I know…ew….!
It’ll be an interesting commute home tonite, as I have taken to anticipating my cough so I could either hold the
area or steel myself in preparation.
I hope this works itself out, as I am sure you are tired of reading about it. I am getting tired of
writing about it.
**hack-hack**
It stands to reason that when you GO to the doctor, you need to take the medicine that he/she prescribes for you, right?
Well, I neglected to take the meds to Undisclosed West over New Years’ and am paying the price for it the last couple days.
I don’t feel crappy, mind you, but it stands to reason when you are scripted to take cough medicine, well you NEED to take cough medicine.
Last night around 7, my ribs felt so lousy, as thought they needed a side of b-b-q sauce on them from hacking so much. What did my old sage MD say to me via phone?
“Uh, are you taking the cough medicine?”
So I had my dinner time dose yesterday and later my bedtime dose. Part of me wants to go and work my way in to get seen and get a note to be out as an excused sick day, but I actually feel lousy enough that I think I might try to ride this “I’d walk a mile for a Camel” hack out with the medicine.
…don’t worry if you don’t recognize the title as part of a 1930’s-1940’s song…I can’t recall the actual title of it, as it dates back to my Mom singing it to me as a child.
I just figured that the holidays, for all intents and purposes, are done, and now it’s back to work,**ugh** and fighting off the winter sinus visit, cough of the century tours, etc…I am sure you catch my drift.
I made it back into the office today and for someone who had no liquor through the New Year’s holidays, I felt awfully hung over. There wasn’t enough caffeine to snap me out of the fog of the day.
Here’s hoping we all make it through the rest of the winter, relatively unscathed
We are on our way back from Undisclosed west. We spent the holiday with our friends Juls and Tim, and despite my cough/ hack coming back, things were fun. It was a vacation for us all & we had fun.
Home in 100 miles, then unpacking, hot shower and bed.
Be it ever so humble, there’s no place like home!
Kasia, Zush, Jim and I are out at Undisclosed west, spending New Years with our friend Tim and Juls March and their fur kids.
We are attending a First night celebration in downtown Carlisle , PA. It is a rocking and rolling spot with exception of one thing- it would seem my cough has returned with a vengeance .
Outside of that , here’s wishing you a 2013 filled with good times, good health, good friends and the best life can offer.
Today is day number four.
Jim and I have been fighting a bug for a few days. Headache , GI issues,and I went to an upper respiratory issue.
Yes we are juicing: well, we were until we caught the bug. We hope to go right back to it, but for now, we have been working to get back on our feet. Personally, this hacking makes me nuts.
The girls have been good during this, but hey, we are trying to work to get us going.
I’m hoping to get us back on our feet soon!
We are on are the road.
It’s evident by the picture I attached on the bottom. It’s raining. It’s ok, though, because a day away from the office beats any day of the week in the city.
I am still coughing,but hopefully it’ll be down to a dull hack. The challenge is to keep heartburn to a roar while keeping the mucinex down.
Weather notwithstanding , we will be happy to recharge our batteries
Have a wonderful weekend!
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