Ugh. I hate being sick. I can't find my zinc tablets and I'm too lazy to go to the store for more. Gareth is sick, too, so I can't ask him to go to the store for me. My throat feels itchy, it hurts to swallow and my ears feel like you can land a plane in them. Yeah, my ears don't get plugged up when I'm sick, they feel like they're ..dilated..for lack of a better description. So..hmm..either you could land a plane in them or they're 'bout to give birth.
No, I'm not on any drugs right now. I'm trying to take a more homeopathic approach to my illness(es). I found honey with ground cinammon works on a sore throat real well, and it seems to keep my wheezing down. Simple colds can wreak havoc on my lungs. I can usually keep my asthma under control with Albuterol, Advair or Singulair, but even with insurance, Advair & Singulair are outrageously expensive. So I've been surviving on Albuterol for now. To my numerous medical professional friends, if you know of where I can score some Advair or Singulair samples, help a sister out. Kidding. Well, not really.
Like I said, I'm trying to take a more homeopathic approach and so I scoured the internet for asthma remedies. That's where I got the honey & cinnamon thing, which kinda works. Another suggestion was to boil 8-10 cloves of garlic in 1/2 cup of milk. The only instructions though were to take at night. Doesn't say if you drink just the milk or if you chug the garlic down, too. If it's the latter, then eeww. No thanks. Anyway, I ordered a couple of things from Native Remedies that I'm hoping might help. It's $45 in naturopathic stuff versus spending $300 on pharmaceuticals.
I haven't been really, really sick in a while. Zinc and B12 have been helpful this winter. But I probably over did it earlier this week, laughing my head off at my cousin's shower Saturday, playing frisbee in the park with Gareth on Sunday and then working on the yard on Monday, then catching a screener of "Meet the Robinsons" Monday night. Then my grandmother's been waking up at 3 a.m. and refusing to go back to sleep. I take her out to her armchair in the living room and I try to get comfortable in the armchair next to her. Two nights in a row we did this. I have to be a light sleeper when I'm with her, which I'm used to, but an armchair is not conducive to sleep, light or not. So, yeah. I'm a bit rundown right now.
I have two nights to recuperate, so here I am at 8:30p on a Wednesday night, in bed and do you think I'm sleepy? Nope. I just watched the whole first season of The Loop. Funny, clever but not sleep-inducing which I need TV shows I watch in bed to be. I'm tempted to crack open Book 6 of the Left Behind series that I've been plowing through. I am curious to find out who assasinates the Antichrist, but I have a feeling, since it's a pretty easy read, I'll be starting Book 7 by 9:30p.
Gareth is happily snoring beside me. And, really, I am very tired and I wish I could join him. But my mind doesnt want to turn off. Not that I feel like I have a lot on my mind. I'm even spacing out as I type. There are dogs running on the ad at the top of this page that says "My dog Red has run away, catch him for a reward!" and I get hypnotized trying to keep track of the red dog. It's almost as annoying as that ad for the smileys where out of the blue someone's yelling, "Hello!?" which never fails to scare the shit out of me.
Hey, isn't it results shows for American Idol and Dancing with the Stars tonight? Can't find the remote. Oh, well.
Gareth woke up, and now he's watching The Loop episodes that he missed when he fell asleep. Still funny, clever. Still not sleep-inducing. Lost will be on soon. Knowing me, that's when I'll fall asleep. Gareth just read my blog and said, "Aww, honey, you can ask me to go to the store if you need something. Doesn't mean, I'll go, but you can always ask."
Yawning now. That's good, right?