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Drowning in Mucus
2008 was, for me, a fairly sickly year. Up until mid-December I rarely seemed not to have a background level cold of some sort, and it was incredibly frustrating – not least because they rarely amounted to anything other than a mild sore throat and a slight sniffle.
I couldn’t even claim man-flu, for God’s sake.
And then, suddenly, it stopped. A slight sore throat reared its head in February but I think that was excessive central heating dryness as it vanished in an hour or so. Other than that I’ve been fit as a fiddle for about three months – even being stuck in a wet forest in Suffolk with three people sniffling and coughing around me didn’t cause anything.
And yet Friday morning one of them hit me and has been developing apace all weekend. The application of Tyrozets in quantity has seen off the throat but my sinuses – always the problem factor – have been dreadful for three days now.
Having today made it to a decent pharmacy, the big guns have been broken out drugswise but I still throb and snuffle and ooze unpleasantly in the nasal region.
The worst thing is that I have to be in work because I’m training. I’m setting up the training room today, and running the course for the next three days.
Great timing, cold. Great timing indeed…
Posted on March 16, 2009 | Filed Under My So-Called Life
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