Anatomy of a Cold

This week didn’t go as expected. I awoke Monday morning full of plans for the day and the week. And then I began to feel crummy and realized that I must have caught my husband’s cold. As the day progressed, I felt worse and ended up slumped in front of the TV all day drinking tea.

I was also haunted by all the things I had to do, but couldn’t do because I felt so ucky.

Tuesday morning feeling crummy had escalated into watery eyes, sneezing and when I wasn’t sneezing, feeling like I was going to sneeze. I tried to read, but my eyes felt too uncomfortable. It was the same when I tried to knit. Finally I gave in and binge watched Gilmore Girls on some cable channel.

Wednesday I awoke with a sore throat and wondered if instead of getting better I was getting worse. But after numerous cups of lemon juice, hot water and honey, the sore throat started to get better and I noticed the sneezing had stopped and my eyes weren’t watering anymore. However, I could barely talk. But I could tell the cold was on the run. I even managed to spend hours on the computer working on the next Crochet Mystery.

Thursday I awoke with a scratchy throat that went away completely as the day progressed. I noticed that I felt okay. I wanted to jump for joy. I went out to my knit and crochet group and afterwards went grocery shopping. It was a beautiful day and I was grateful to be out enjoying it.

The only sign of the cold was an occasional cough. And life seems to be so much easier now that was not sick. I know that I will manage to deal with the Quick Books software that arrived two days late from Amazon. I will figure out how to download all the stuff I have to set up before we meet with out accountant on Tuesday.

Going through the second pass pages of ON THE HOOK will be a breeze. The same for everything else I have to do. It is all so much easier when you don’t have a tissue stuck to your nose.