Sunday, January 11, 2009

Cold conversations

So somehow in the last few days I managed to get a cold. Yesterday I spent the majority of the day sitting on the couch, watching movies, and using more Kleenexes than I have used in all previous life colds combined. I filled up buckets of sopping wet tissues (seriously). RL just looked at me with feigned sympathy and said:
I wonder if you took all the snot you got rid of today and put it in a pool if you'd be able to swim in it.
Me: Ew. Probably not. Maybe Little could swim in it. I can imagine her doing the backstroke.
RL: Really? I imagine her as more of a front stroker.
Me: Meow! Stroke. Meow! Stroke.
(If only she knew the entertainment we got from imagining her doing ridiculous human things. Like swimming in snot.)

Later RL was playing with my belly button and was threatening to tickle me when I said:
Listen! I'm very vulnerable right now!
RL: Hmm, interesting.
Me: Watch it mister. One fierce blow and you'll have snot all over you.
That seems to have discouraged him for awhile.

I woke up this morning and could miraculously breathe through my nose. I wasn't sure I was going to sleep at all since the snot faucet just would not turn off, but somewhere in the middle of the night it slowed to a drip. (I think it was the swig of Nyquil at 3am, followed by the Kleenex I stuffed in the worse nostril, just to make sure I didn't drip all over the pillowcase.) RL had already been awake for awhile when I woke up, and told me that he had been listening intently to my breathing to see if it was actually my nose I was breathing out of. What a sweetheart.

So I've taken pretty much every cold drug under the sun, including this homeopathic thing called Oscillococcinum, which, I found out, is made from dilution of dissolved Barbary duck livers and hearts. Apparently they only need one duck to make enough to serve the world for a year, but don't you think they should tell you that this is not a vegetarian product?!?

Anyway, the nice people at Pharmaca said it was the best thing for colds and flus, and I'd only need to take it for two days to start feeling better and meanwhile I could take all the other western cold remedies I wanted (because this "works on a whole other level" the lady told me). So I figured that the duck was going to die anyway to cure other people's flus, and I had already taken half of it by the time I figured out it was animals, so I might as well finish it. I am a bad vegetarian.

But thank goodness for Kleenex with lotion. I mean, seriously.

2 comments:

Leslie said...

Oh I feel for ya. I am dealing with the start of congestion right now, so I can understand what you must have been going through. And I too have stuffed Kleenex up my nose to make sure I didn't drip all over the pillow. Ew.

You two have such interesting conversations! I have never pictured my cats doing any kind of stroke in any type of liquid! Too funny!

Anonymous said...

Hopefully you are all better now. Especially in time for all the b-day celebrations.