Notes, Notings, and Common Refrains

Ugh.

I can't actually remember the last time in my recent life that I've had an actual, random, viral something in my head and throat.

I've had migraines and allergy attacks, but nothing catching for years.

The last time I got really sick with an infectious thing was in 2002, when Dad and I went to see the movie Gosford Park in the theater, and I used the public restroom. And I came down with the flu that night (believe it when the experts tell you that the difference between a cold and the flu is that the flu hits hard and fast, and gives you a fever, and makes you hurt in your bones.)

This is not that.

But I woke up with a sore throat on Monday, and I wasn't sure if it was because of acid reflux, or allergies, or a cold.

But Tuesday, my sore throat was worse, and my throat felt gummy, and my nose was stuffed.

Yesterday, my throat felt much better, but I was coughing and ugh-y. So I postponed going shopping until tomorrow.

This morning, my throat was so sore it woke me from sleep an hour before the alarm.

And now, my nose is stuffed with a thick, slightly greenish, goo.

And my head hurts.

And I'm kind of tired, but not really tired enough to sleep. And I think lying down makes the goo drip into my throat and makes it hurt worse. And besides, staying in my wheelchair makes it easier to drink plenty of fluids and succeed in the frequent bathroom runs that result from drinking plenty of liquids.

So. Here I am.

I have ideas of things to do, but no energy to do them.

And I feel gross touching anything.

And I feel gooey.

And this is the first cold (or whatever this is) that I can remember in my life that is relatively sneeze-free. Usually, my colds start, continue, and end with sneezes. At least sneezes give you momentary bursts of excitement ... ....

But not this time. I think that's why I failed to recognize this as a cold, right away.

I hope I'm in condition to shop tomorrow, because I need to refill my pantry.