I had big plans for Labor Day.
Despite the great advice I shared two days ago, I was going to work the day away.
My ears had different plans.
I had a slight cough yesterday — so slight that I thought it was a reaction to something in the air — but in the middle of the night, I woke up slightly disoriented with chills and fever.
I took some meds for the fever, but it was even higher this morning and my head hurt, so off I went to urgent treatment.
The diagnosis: an ear infection. My ears were ‘as red as the chairs in reception.’ (They were pretty darn red.)
I got a big ol’ bag full of drugs, and have been parked on the couch all day, trying to get my fever down and my spirits up because I feel like crap.
And I didn’t get a lick of work done.
I also appear to have called my boyfriend at 2:45am. For his sake, I hope that was a quick hang-up that he didn’t hear.
(Sorry about that.)
Posted in Holiday, Humor, Life
Tagged best laid plans, chills, cough, diagnosis, drugs, ear infection, fever, Holiday, holidays, Humor, Labor Day, medicine, urgent treatment
It’s no secret that I’m claustrophobic.
There are security guards at the St. Louis Arch who probably still talk about the girl who hyperventilated all the way up the elevator to the top (and wouldn’t go back down…for two hours).
I wouldn’t wish it on anyone.
So I am happy to see small children today won’t have any problem at all with small, enclosed spaces…what with their mothers wrapping them in plastic inside their strollers!!
I, on the other hand, am gasping for air just looking at those poor kids. Don’t they know their oxygen is running out?
Posted in Children, Family, Humor, Life, Walking
Tagged children, claustrophobia, cough, elevator, gasping for air, Humor, hyperventilation, kids, life, oxygen, phobia, plastic covers, save the children, security guard, small spaces, sputter, St. Louis Arch, strollers, walking, wheeze
My cold won’t go away.
It’s been two weeks. I don’t mean to be rude, but…
I felt poopy all day but had to work hard. With congestion. And coughing.
This sounds like a job for…
Thanks, Ditch Plains.
Posted in Food, Health, Humor, Life, Restaurants
Tagged cold, congestion, cough, food, fried pickles, Health, Humor, life, restaurant, sick