Dispatches from the fog

I went running last Monday. That was the day that it snowed, and I had readers say how hearty I was for running in the snow. In my defense, it wasn’t snowing when I left. Well, now I’m paying the price for it.

Well, not really. I probably would have gotten sick with or without running in that. (The “Cold causes a cold” thing is an Old Wives Tale.) But it certainly didn’t help, and that breathing in and out of the cold air really didn’t help.

I’m not entirely sure what I have. I have a headache, dizzy spells, sore throat, stuffy nose, somewhat of a cough, I’m ache-y and exhausted. I may be getting chills, but this is Ohio so one can’t be sure if it’s a symptom, or weather front. My father said it was probably the flu, my mother agreed.

Great.

Thankfully I made a huge pot of spicy vegetable soup last night, so that should help. I’d d0 something to ensure that it said mine, like sneeze in it or something, but I’d have to wait until everyone is gathered around in the kitchen because I honestly don’t think that I have enough energy to do it more than once.

So, it’ll be tons of liquids and soups, and TV for me. That’s one of the few good things about being sick, it gives you an excuse to quite duking it out with out with the world, and give into my natural inclination to sit and knit.

Of course, I’m still not sure that I have the energy to knit. (This is pretty bad.) Writing this post is taking it out of me, and I don’t know what I’m going to do about working tonight. The stairs seem like a big deal. I have to sit down on my way to the kitchen.

Maybe I’m being punished for saying bad things about people behind their back. Who knows?

Of course this had to come now — it couldn’t wait a few weeks. I still have to finish the knitting, the buying, the wrapping, the backing, the decorating, and all I want to do is climb into bed. But I’ll soldier on, somehow. This will provide me with quite a few moments of self-less martyrdom.

I had something else that I want to say, but I don’t remember what it was.

Left to do for Christmas: (at least as far as knitting is concerned.)

A hat. (Easy peasy.)

Something for my Grandfather (I’m thinking slippers. Any better ideas though?)

And some mits, lace, finely knit, and beautiful. I’m saving these for last, as a treat for doing the rest. They’re Cashmere though, and that should help with the recovery.

By the way I’ve felt like this for a few days, but today is the first day that I declared myself to be really sick. I feel worse since doing that. Anybody have any thing to help with this — you know, like some ancient tea recipe that was passed down to you since your relatives came over from Norway, and you now feel the need to share it on the internet.

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3 Comments

  1. I’m thinking work is out until you feel a bit better (and are less contagious). On a fun note the man in front of my seat on the plane to work today still had his hospital bracelet on and was a sick mess. Glad he made it to the airport ;-(

    Feel better dude!

  2. Oh no no no!!!! No sickness! So sorry, honey. And right at Christmas too 😦 I know it sounds crazy but, when I’m sick I always like nice, cold, fresh fruit. Just lie on the sofa, cover up, turn on the tv, have some tea and a nice bowl of cut-up melons, berries, pineapple, doze in and out….and feel better.

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