Only It’s Not Coffee


That's Good Drinkin'!

That mug you see is not filled with coffee as the quote from The Big Lebowski might imply. In fact I’m not sure it was ever used for coffee since my drink of choice at my last job was green tea with jasmine, one packet of artificial sweetener and a squeeze of honey added to kill any semblance of tea (and dignity) it might have had.

And I really wouldn’t consider any coffee I concoct to still be coffee for the same reason as the tea: the additives, only twice as many.

In either case, the current contents of the mug are not meant to give me pleasure but instead provide relief. It is filled with warm TheraFlu Nighttime Formula as I have been fighting off a cold for the last few days with today being the worst yet. While I was able to completely clean then den and then go to work yesterday, the only thing I did today was go grocery shopping at WinCo in the morning and it wiped me out. After lunch, I donned my pajamas and robe and have been roaming the house in sickly comfort. The family, as a result, has been avoiding me and I can’t really blame them.

Being sick sucks. I want to run, go for a 20-mile bike ride, anything to break a sweat. Instead I sit and do nothing. Blah.

So I just thought I’d post since they are so infrequent. My Facebook Vacation also continues but there’s more to it. It’s just not working for me with any browser and I can’t upload pictures from my devices via WiFi. I don’t know what’s going on but I don’t really miss it either. It’s an incredible time-waster.

I think that TheraFlu is starting to kick in. Goodnight.

Composed on my Samsung Galaxy Tab 3 with the WordPress app

Blogging 365, Day 17: Shock and Awe

Man oh man, you don’t want to know what kind of day I had yesterday.

But I’m going to tell you anyway.

Ann and I went to bed Tuesday feeling 100% normal after a rather uneventful day. But all that changed at about 2 am Wednesday.

That’s when my stomach started to make some retching noises and I thought it was maybe because I didn’t eat much for dinner. But I was soon to find out that I was sooo wrong.

Within a few minutes after, the sound had turned to a nauseous feeling which then turned into…yeah, you can guess. For the next 2 hours Ann and I were jockeying for position in the bathroom and it was by no means pretty. About the only words I can use to describe what we went through were:

  • Sudden. This thing hit us from out of nowhere and did a number on both of us faster than anything we’d ever experienced. My stomach’s been sick to this degree before but normally it takes some time before it really hits you. Not this time, boy-o.
  • Violent. And that’s being kind. I can’t remember heaving this much and for so long in years if ever. It was so bad that my core is still sore, almost like I did a serious workout. It really was like a tornado ripping through my insides.

The good thing is that we’re pretty much over it, well enough to go back to work today and put in a full shift. (I attribute this to my active lifestyle for sure.) I’m at about 85% normal while Ann is still suffering a bit more but definitely looking better than yesterday. We should be all better by tomorrow.

I still don’t have much of an appetite and as a result have dropped almost 4 pounds over the last two days, and may have taken in 1,000 calories during that entire time. But I’ve been downing lots of water, ginger ale and Gatorade just to replace my fluids.

They were saying that this flu season was going to be a bad one and brother, they weren’t kidding. Just be prepared should you start to get the strange little feeling in your belly.