I had some great ideas for my blog today, but can't for the life of me think of what they were. I've come down with a dreadful cold and feel like I'm walking around in dense fog with cement boots on my feet. I have no voice left. I'm not sure I would even be able to answer 'hello' if anyone phoned me.
I calculated that this is only the third time I've been sick in about eight years, so I can't complain. I guess I was due. I let myself get run down recently and didn't take care of myself as well as I usually do. This is the result.
I've always shied away from medication and like to opt for natural solutions. I think, for a cold, it doesn't seem to matter what I do, though. It will just have to run its course. Along the way I try to ease the symptoms. I've gargled with warm water and salt. I'm drinking chicken broth, which soothes my throat, and a ton of orange juice for Vitamin C, and also pots of herbal tea that are apparently 'cold formulas.' I know ingesting a lot of fluids is a good thing for colds.
My lovely daughter brought over a quart jar of homemade soup on her way to work yesterday morning, which was perfect. Nothing beats homemade soup for leaving one feeling both nourished and nurtured.
I woke up last Thursday morning with a very sore throat, but couldn't take it easy because my family was coming over on Friday evening for dinner, to celebrate significant achievements by two members of the family. Perhaps if I'd been able to relax for a few days, nothing much would have come of my sore throat. By the time everyone left that evening, I was exhausted.
On Saturday morning, I attended a Strawberry Social at my local Salvation Army. I attend every year with my sister. We love to browse through the used books they have for sale and pick up quite a few, including by authors I've never read. I've found some real gems that way. It's a fundraiser for the Sally Ann and I like to give them a little more than they ask for the books.
(As an aside, there were far fewer books this year. I wonder whether it's because more and more people are purchasing their books on e-readers.)
I didn't last even an hour. I had to leave my sister there and return home to bed. I knew then that I was in for the long haul with a serious cold. Fortunately, I had managed to pick up some books before having to leave, and have been enjoying them while I convalesce.
Boy, oh, boy, has this ever wreaked havoc with my writing schedule. I've gotten next to nothing written this week.
If any of you have natural remedies you use for colds, I would love to hear them. I am open to new ideas—anything to boot this cold out of my body!