Week 13 - April 20, 2006
~ Just Say No to Drugs
Okay, for as long as I can remember, starting with Bayer Baby Aspirin when I was a tot, if you had an ailment, you took medicine for it. Stuffy nose, snort Afrin; Headache, pop a Tylenol; stubborn cough, down the Robitussin. It all makes since to me. Why suffer if you don't have to? The cure for any ailment is just a trip to the drugstore away.
Now, with that in mind, let me get on with my story. I have been dodging "it" for several weeks now. You know, because "it" has been going around, and I do not want "it". And I believe that everyone in my state that has "it" has come into my office for the past couple of weeks. You see, I work in an insurance office, and a lot of people come into my office to make their payments. The thing that really irks me are the people who will come in on their death-beds with "it" and hand me their payments. I almost cringe every time. Well, even with all of my hand washing and Lysol spraying, "it" finally caught up with me. It started Monday with a little tickle on the back of my throat. By Tuesday afternoon at work, I felt like I had been run over by a train. My whole body ached. I just needed a little something to lessen the pain. The only thing that I remember that I can take while pregnant is Tylenol. So, I take 2 of those, expecting at least some relief. But alas, there was none. I picked up fast food for dinner, because there was no way that I was cooking. When I get home, I have this wonderful medicine drawer full of all types of remedies, Nyquil, Theraflu, Sudafed, you name your ailment, and I have your hook-up. But I must keep reminding myself, "Just say no! Just say no! You are pregnant!"
By 10 pm I felt like a junkie in dire need of a fix. "Must have Theraflu, just one bitter-warm swallow." But no! I must think of this baby first. I must suffer for the cause! I finally fall into a fitful slumber, tossing and turning all night. I have to get up and pee 3 times during the night, passing that cursed medicine drawer each time.
When I wake up on Wednesday morning, I feel no better. I take a shower hoping that the warm water will provide some relief, but alas, it does not. So I call in sick for work for the first time in 2 years. I take the kids to school and come home and pass out on the couch until 11 am. I get up and drink 2 glasses of orange juice and eat 2 boiled Easter Eggs. I sleep some more and when I wake up, I start to feel slightly human again. Is it possible? I eat some cheese crackers and sleep some more and when I wake up, I feel even better. Am I getting well without the aid of store bought remedies? It's a miracle!
Well, it is now Thursday, and it has been business as usual. I still have a little chest congestion, but I can survive that. I mean I just survived cold remedy detox for crying out loud!