Friday, September 26, 2014
Along about Wednesday, I was pretty much over everything, except that as usual my sinuses are still complaining. A LOT of thick phlegm coming down from the sinuses, down to sit on top of the soft palate, and choke me. I'm snorking and glurking to get it down and out, and if and when it escapes and goes on down the back of my throat and hits the epiglottis, I cough. And choke some more.
But I don't think there's any active infection any more.
I've learned by experience that when it's just the sinuses, I can't use a decongestant. If the sinuses get too dry before they've finished complaining, I'm inviting a bacterial infection. So I just have to wait until they calm down on their own. This is all a result of a massive sinus infection in the early '80s, that scarred stuff up in there so they don't drain right. Hot drinks can help, but not much else. A neti pot would make things worse, since I don't drain right.
I finally caught up with Daughter on Tuesday (they had been out almost every day since the Friday before), and she said they'd all been sick all weekend. (Not as sick as I had been, I guess, because it didn't seem to have slowed them down any. No, I don't know where they went or what they'd been doing - I'm not allowed to ask.)
I cracked Hercules up by mentioning that on Sunday I was sneezing so hard I gave up on underpants.
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