Any of you who know me at all, know that I hate to be left behind. I will rise to the occasion, come up out of my sick-bed and do anything it takes in order not to miss out.
But today, that's not going to happen.
Our 14th grand baby is scheduled to be blessed at a special ceremony on Sunday, and we were all set to drive out to Denver and participate in this special event. But that won't happen now.
All week I have been fighting some sort of bug. I tried the old Musinex and Psudafed trick with the nasal decongestant spray, plus an Aleve. Everyone of these OTC drugs are 12-hour long-lasting, except the Psudafedederin. It was only a 4-hour pill, but I managed to forget it after the first dose.
I had heard if you feel a cold coming on, if you take all these things, you can bypass all the nose-blowing and coughing part of the cold and get well anyway. But the problem was I didn't get well. I just continued to sleep 18- 20 hours a day, but with no congestion, thankfully.
Finally yesterday, Sailor came home from work, "dukes" up, all ready to confront me with a speech about getting me to a doctor, (I don't care if we have to wait until 2 in the afternoon) and maybe not even go on this trip. But I agreed with him readily, and sunk into his arms from exhaustion.
Today, we went to the doctor and he diagnosed me with Influenza AND pneumonia! bummer
So, instead of a 12-hour drive and all the commotion that goes with traveling, probably with me sleeping the whole way there, lots of people, (family) suitcases, packing and unpacking, driving to the son's house from my mom's, then another 12-hour drive back home, (plus exposing everyone else to this terrible disease), followed by a 5-hour round trip to choir the following Tuesday, I'm stuck at home, sipping Fresca under mountains of quilts, nursing a bowl of pro-biotic yogurt on the side.
I'm missing out on the BIG EVENT and I am sorry and sad, but can't do a thing about it.
the doctor said I was optimistic and resourceful. Sailor says that sums me up pretty well. I couldn't understand if I was keeping all the mucus at bay with my arsenal of medications, why pneumonia would set in anyway. But he said in my weakened state it just did. Oh well. At least I'm not snuffing.
onward and upward