There is something about marriage that people don’t tell you: when you or your spouse is ill, it’s not RUDE for the healthy person to ditch the sick one and sleep on the couch. It’s SMART.
And I can say this now with great authority.
For the past few weeks I’ve had an on-and-off sore throat. You know the type. It’s sore for a few days, you are CONVINCED that you are getting sick and then it goes away. Like, you’re sitting there, watching Chuck and you swallow and realize you’re fine. And so you sail along for a few days, you’re doing great, and then the sore throat comes back. But it doesn’t REappear as abruptly as it DISappears, oh no. You just wake up with it one day. You think that you just slept with your mouth open or something and that it’ll go away but it doesn’t and then you’re right back where you started, with a sore throat, CONVINCED that you are getting sick.
So while I was doing the sore throat dance, Boo somehow managed to steal my sore throat and get a full-blown cold from it. He had the scratchy throat and the achy body and the runny nose. And the worst part? He was on his work pager this weekend and the poor guy was up all night working when he should have been passed out on NyQuil (I’m giving you all a break and NOT linking to my NyQuil post this time…you know…since I just did it yesterday. PLUS you guys really should have read it by now, yes?)
So anyway, while he was a snuffly mess, I thought about sleeping on the couch but we’re newlyweds and we didn’t live together before we got married (hell, we weren’t even in the same STATE before we got married) so we like to cuddle. Apparently, cuddling is one of the reasons that you are supposed to sleep on the couch if you are the healthy one. Falling asleep with my head on Boo’s chest leaves me right in his line of breathing. Which means? Yes, you guessed it.
Cold city baby.
And this vicious beast has taken on a life of it’s own. It’s growing man, and it’s not taking “Vitamin C” for an answer. It has rebuffed my use of ALL of my normal meds. The elderberry isn’t taking effect yet. The Vitamin C has done nothing for me. The decongestant? Well I’m still fully congested, so take a guess as to how well that is working.
Tuesday was one thing. I had the stingy sore throat and the aches. And I could have lived with that. Do you know what stage of the cold I spent yesterday in? The perpetual runny/twitchy/verge-of-sneeze nose. The nose where you constantly feel like you need to sneeze but you can’t? Sneeze constipation is one thing, but then you have the dripping thing. There is only ONE thing you can do on a day like this.
You spend the whole day with a tissue shoved up your nose.