OK, none of that ethereal stuff today. I don't have it in me. I'm too sick to get into deep thought.
It all started out with allergies over a week ago. Last weekend it got worse, and I was having trouble talking. If I said more than a few sentences, I started coughing. I went on to work and through Wednesday, it became gradually worse. I was in a full-blown bronchitis flare. I was beginning to sound like a seal barking. Seriously. And I couldn't say much without doubling over with the coughing.
Yesterday I decided to stay home, but I was going to drive to the office and bring some things home to work on. So I got dressed and got in the truck. I drove about 10-15 blocks and I thought, "What in the world am I doing?" I didn't feel like going anywhere! So I turned around and came back home. By 10:00 I decided I should call my doctor and see if he wanted to see me or add anything to the cough syrup I had begun on Wednesday. He said not to come in, but he called in more cough syrup and an antibiotic.
Unfortunately, the scripts didn't get called in until in the afternoon (a mixup in his office), then I waited for them to get it ready. Finally, I drove into Ruidoso, a 23 mile trip and waited for my prescription to get ready. And I waited. And waited. Good grief! But I got the scripts and a few other things I needed and headed home.
I didn't go to work today either. I'm just too weak. I don't feel particularly bad, except that the muscles in my chest, around my ribs into the back, my stomach, and my abdomen are so sore from coughing that I can hardly stand it. The congestion in my lungs is breaking up which causes me to cough more, and every single one is brutally painful. I will really be glad when this stage is over.
I was having a potluck dinner at my house tomorrow night, but when I woke this morning, I quickly decided to cancel it. I know I will feel better tomorrow, but I doubt my energy will be back. I still can't have a conversation without breaking into coughs. The last thing I need to do is wear myself out being the consummate hostess, as that will set me back in healing. I don't want any more of this than I really have to put up with.
Yep, this is a rest-and-recuperate weekend, for sure. I might be able to make it to the store for a few food items I'm out of, but that's just maybe.
Have I said lately how much I hate being sick? No? Well, it's a whole lot.
I hope all of you have good weekend, doing what makes you happy!