It's A Miracle!

Last night the angels came to me, placed their hands on my head and whispered, "Be well, my child," and I was cured! O.k. that didn't happen, but, it felt like it anyway! Yesterday I was thisclose to going to the ER. (Our clinic was closed. Check out yesterday's post to see how happy that made me!) I thought for sure I had a sinus infection. After two days of feeling like if I so much as sneezed, my eyeballs would pop out of my head, I was desperate. Last week I asked Tim to go to the store and get me some cold pills to stop my nose from running. He came back with decongestant pills. Pills that make your nose run! When you live in a small town and it's cold and flu season, the meds on the shelf are pretty much picked over. I threw the box in the cupboard and chose to suffer through it. I couldn't handle much more running. Well, last night I got out that box again. Took a good look at. At the bottom of the box in small, little letters it said, "For sinus pressure." OMG! I popped three of those babies, (YES, THREE!) plus two advil and was in bed and sound asleep at 7:30. When the alarm went off this morning, I sat up in bed fully prepared to hold my heavy head in my hands. Instead, it was light! The pressure was gone! So was the pain in my left ear and throat! IT WAS A MIRACLE!!! Well, it felt like it, anyway. Even the green fur balls were gone. (Once again, you'll have to check out yesterday's post.) Now, I just feel like I have the tail end of a common cold. I'm gonna live! Well, it feels like it anyway.

My Green Fur Balls

This morning I gave Tim my bank deposit to make for me, but guess what? It's a holiday. Say what? New Years Eve was Saturday and New Years Day was Sunday, so what the heck kind of holiday is this? The day after New Years Day holiday? Come on. The reason this is making me a little crabby, is I think I have a sinus infection. I'm never sick, so when I am, I'm crabby.Yeah, I'm singing a  little sad song. I've never had a sinus infection before, but when I was talking to my friend, Nancy this morning and she casually mentioned she had one....I had an "Aha!" moment. I'm pretty sure that's what this is. I have a lingering cold that has wore out it's welcome big time! For two weeks, I've been sucking snot (Sorry. Mucus for the prim folks.) up my nose, and hacking it up like a fur ball, outta my throat and into the toilet, sink, trash can, coffee cup or whatever receptacle is handy and near by. Kinda grossing out everyone and even scaring the cats it is. This morning when I woke up to get ready for work, (That's right. I'm working. Like the rest of the world should be doing, but whatever.) I felt like there was an ocean of snot behind my eyeballs and the fur ball I hacked up was a yellowish/green color. (Feeling like grabbing something to eat, are ya?) I can't deny it anymore. I need to go to the Dr. I need drugs. BUT, GUESS WHAT? The clinic thinks it's a holiday too! For Pete's sake. My options according to the friendly voice mail lady at the clinic, (Hi, Sandy!) were to call 911, (That might be pushing it a bit.) or head to the ER (Still pushing.) or wait and call tomorrow morning. (Yep. That's what I'm gonna do. Wait. Like a good little crabby girl.) So, here I am miserable and patiently waiting for the rest of the world to stop the three day New Years festival, so I can get on with my life! Yep. Still a little crabby. Check back in a few days after they drug me up and make life bearable again. I'll sing ya a big ol' happy song!

Happy New Year!

Here we are again. The first day of a brand new year. Another fresh start. Every year I make those silly ol' new years resolutions. The same ones. The same plans. Over and over. And of course, I never live up to the resolutions or meet those plans. They just don't happen. So this year, I have decided, no more resolutions. No more plans. I'm just gonna roll with it. Wing it. Since I am a type A personality, that is going to be easier said than done. I go through life with this overwhelming need to know what plan A is, in pretty much everything I do. I also like to know what plan B and sometimes even plan C are, just in case plan A falls through. I have a friend who never, ever has a plan A. She just goes through life taking it as it comes. Makes me a little crazy watching her, but she's HAPPY! I want that. So this year, I am tossing all resolutions and plans in the trash. Que Sera, Sera. Whatever will be, will be. So come on, 2012. Bring it on! My wings are ready.