Yesterday I was sick. No, not just sick, super sick. I caught a one-day cold.
How on earth do you get a one-day cold?? I have no idea. I only know I got one.
Sure, I had had a few sniffles and such since school came back, but that’s par for the course every year. Kids go back to school, mom gets sniffles.
But, yesterday I woke up to a face that felt as if it had been beaten with a bag of hammers. Sinus congestion that hurt so much and the sneezing!
Okay, let me tell you something. I’m forty. I’ve had five children. My bladder isn’t always my best friend. Sometimes…it also sneezes. And when I sneeze violently my bladder also sneezes violently. Suffice to say, I had a stupid, awful morning.
I sat in my kitchen experiencing a nose tap, the sneezing (and sneezing), hot flashes and throbbing pain in my face and I contemplated staying home from work.
Those of you who hate germ-share-ers will say immediately that I should have stayed home. You are probably right. I should have. But, since I HATE missing work, I took myself a couple of buckley’s cold pills (which have always worked for me) and drove off.
Buckley’s did NOT work for me yesterday. I arrived at work, shut myself into my office and proceeded to go through half my kleenex box. I started sneezing again. I was mortified, uncomfortable, sick and just miserable. I informed my boss (after one of my co-workers told me that she could hear me clean down the hall) that I would go home at lunch and try to knock this thing out of my system. He agreed. We did not shake on it.
So I went home. I stopped at the drug store and picked up some day-quil and did a shot in my kitchen and went promptly to bed.
Olivia Pope and I hung out on Netflix together as I dozed on and off for the afternoon. Thankfully, the liquid shot of nasty tasting cold-killer seemed to take the pressure off my face and it stopped feeling like a prize fighter without a prize so I ran out to the store to pick up bread and cheese and soup and came back home where the kids and I ate a small dinner and I went back to bed.
Somehow this morning the cold was gone. I have no idea how, but I have learned never to question good fortune.
Thank goodness for the one day cold. I don’t think I could have dealt with more of it. I’m far too busy to be sick.