That’s because I have a stinking cold. I’m flying home for the Easter holiday, so of course I got this cold since no flight is complete without one. The nightime cold medicine I got didn’t completely work and my head is still so stuffed up that lying down while simultaneously continuing to breathe is impossible. If I could just give up this breathing habit, I’d be able to get some rest. Perhaps there’s a 12 step program.
For your entertainment, here is a short list of the things that hurt me:
My throat
My ears
My head
My eyes
my teeth (sinus thing)
my right fore arm (not cold related; my dog scratched me)
Cold medicine usually knocks me for a loop, so I’m not sure why I’ve been lucky enough to get to stay up suffering most of the night. I have two meetings today, and I figure the exhaustion will hit me about 5 minutes after the first begins.
I swear if one of you replies to my post with the claim that “it could be worse,” I’m going to scream. Actually, forget it. I already know it could be worse, so I’m just going to start screaming now.
My cold started March 10. On March 12, I was not able to get out of bed at all. On March 15, I started to feel better but by the morning of March 20 my throat hurt so bad I couldn’t swallow water or eat. On March 22, my landlord turned off my heat and has yet to turn it back on. Today, I was coughing so hard I actually vomited. When I feel better, I’ll feel sorry for you.
Hey, what’s all this concern doing in the BBQ Pit?!
OK, I was making myself sound more pathetic than I am. I am bound to prolong my cold, given the stress, lack of sleep, and unhealthy recreational activities in my life. I had been partying the night before I woke up with the bad sore throat. And the cough is worse than it should be because I smoke. The vomiting thing was a fluke - something got caught in the wrong pipe. But thanks for your concern.
Is this the misery-loves-company thread? Yes? Then I’m in the right place.
My [ObObscenity]fucking[/ObObscenity] cold started last weekend and has kicked into high gear. On Friday morning, I have to fly from Toronto to Tokyo, stopping in Vancouver on the way. My ears already feel like someone’s stabbing me with icepicks. When I used to fly a lot on business to New York, I used to dread the 70 minute flight when I had a head cold. Now I have a 5 hour and a 10 hour flight to contend within one 24 hour period, and one of the worse colds I’ve had in quite a while. And, of course, I’m trying to get everything pulled together before I go, so I’m pulling 16+ hour days this week.