It's true that no one wants to be sick when they're on vacation, but it sure saves on sick days. I'm deep in Sick As A Dog territory right now. I've been sleeping round the clock for days now, just getting up for an hour here and there and then returning to motionless sleep. I should have known this would be a very bad round of bronchitis because I was fighting it for two weeks before it finally hatched. My lungs are fried, my ears crackle and crunch, and sleep is a lovely escape from the painful cough.
Last night I went out for Vick's Vapo-Rub and some Mucinex DM. (Yeah, the TV ads for Mucinex are disgusting, but the stuff works like a dream.) I didn't realize just how cold it was outside, and I think my entire respiratory system went into shock, and I had a coughing fit to beat the band. Thank god for the inhaler the doctor gave me when I had pneumonia back in September. A friend last night suggested that I might have pneumonia again. She's possibly right, but dear lord, I hope not. My doc's on vacation, and the first appointment I could get with an ENT is on Monday. I may be at the urgent care center this weekend. We shall see.
Right now, sleep is sounding pretty good again. So is a shower, if just to get my lungs clear for a moment.