Wednesday, March 09, 2005

"Due to Illness"

Spencer is trying to walk around. He can sort-of climb down off a couch. He can pull himself to standing in his crib. He says "DaDa" a lot. That gets my goat. Language specialists say babies more often form the "d" sounds first. That's justice, isn't it? If there is a God, he really has a seriously mischevious sense of humor. A woman can give life to a child, carries it in her body for 9 months, grows it from her own flesh and blood, and the first word the child says is "DaDa".

Our family has been sick for the last 20 days or so. Spencer had his ear infection come back and had a wicked cold that produced snot the consistency of oatmeal. Guy got it after him, and it turned into the flu and sinusitis. I took Airborne until I couldn't stand it anymore and then it got me. I do recommend Airborne though. I think it kept the germies at bay for awhile. Didn't taste too bad either.

I think I also got some kind of inner ear thing, because days after I finished dosing myself with Alka Seltzer Cold & Flu, I was still loopy like someone had pumped me full of antihistamine.

I went on two job interviews like this. During the last one, I had a coughing fit that must have made my interviewers think I was terminally ill. It was the kind of cough that is mostly an itch, but it's the kind of itch that comes when you stop sucking down lozenges, and comes on intensely to the point that your eyes water and you can't even open your mouth without coughing. Oh thank you Ricola. Thank you.

It happened again in CVS while I waited for prescriptions for Spencer and myself - more antibiotics for both of us -I forgot to keep chewing a Ricola and suddenly near the refrigerated section in the back of the store, the itch came back. If I could have reached down my own throat to scratch, I would have. Instead, I quickly grabbed another lozenge and began coughing like an emphysema patient. I had to sit down in the pharmacy waiting area and huddle over while I coughed. I looked pathetic and was totally debilitated. Customers must have thought I had SARS. It was almost comical. I had to ask the pharmacist for a squirt of antibacterial hand cleaner (the alcohol based crap that eats your skin) so I could hand them money for the prescriptions. Why someone didn't offer me a surgical mask is beyond me. Talk about skulking...I tried to be as small as possible upon my exit. By the time I sat down in my car, I was exhausted.

Now Guy says he's getting sick again. If I get sick again, I'm going to go ballistic. I'm sick of giving all my money to Kleenex, Proctor & Gamble, and doctor co-pays.

This is an ugly shoe. For some reason, I am madly in love with it.
Moccasins are IN right now! So are mocs with a wedge heel. I have been looking for wedge heel shoes forever! Will be buying some very soon.

See what happens when I get tired? I start reverting to shopping fantasies.

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