3 days ago, I read this post from my lovely and far away (in Italy!) friend. I was looking for updates about her whirlwind trip to Paris (or, as whirlwind as it can be with 2 crazy kids in tow) and instead found a post all about the ill effects of the Parisian strain of influenza.
2 days ago, I thought about doubling down and finding some flu shots for me and the family, since my pediatricians office only had them for the dates we were galivanting around Disneyworld and I hadn’t looked elsewhere to get us vaccinated. Then I passed by Chick Fil-A and got me a seasonal peppermint chocolate shake and forgot all about anything but sucking that down.
1 day ago I went to bed with a sore throat and crazy gross mucous sticking in my sinuses.
Today, I woke up wondering what would happen if I put chicken soup in my Neti pot and used it to clear my upper respiratory track out.
This afternoon I came back from assorted errands, fell on the couch, and immediately fell asleep. An hour later I woke up with chills, aches, a massive headache, and more nasty crazy gross mucous stuck in my head. I had enough strength to raise my head…and then drop it down again.
Sounds like the parisian strain, doesn’t it? That I got from reading Jenn’s blog? She should consider quarantining it for a while.
Tomorrow, if I have the strength to get downstairs, I’m trying the chicken soup in the neti pot idea, so help me.
And really, I don’t blame Jenn. I blame the mono I got 2 years ago. It lasted 6 months, and my immune system has never been the same. In fact, this is only the second time in my life I’ve gotten the flu. The other time? Last year, in the thick of mono-ville. I didn’t know it at the time, because I’d never gotten the flu before, so instead I crafted this rather defeated Easter post, the highlight of which is this description of our Easter feast:
My tradition is to put on a dinner with lamb, lots of sides, and a special themed cake. This year? Costco steaks from last week, and maybe hot potatoes if I can rally enough to get them in the microwave for 8 minutes. Green beans from a can. Pastel M&M’s for dessert. Served on paper plates with a big side of cranky.
Ah, yes, flu. Last year you nearly killed me…this year you must be back to finish the job. Well, back off. I’ve got a Neti pot full of chicken soup, and I’m not afraid to use it.
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