The Visible Woman...December 18, 2003

It's hard to know to what we owe the recovery? Drugs? Herbs? Rest? Or simply a little time?

I took a Comtrex before bed. It is a two every six hour pill. I took one. I slept well without sniffling. I got up before seven, took another, sneezed a little but I really feel I'm on the upswing. Was it the Dimetapp, resting, Comtrex, Echinecea Vitamin C in the tea?

We tend to see cause and effect. The stuff you swallow probably makes you more comfortable. Whether you get well sooner is another matter. Truthfully, I haven't felt that bad. Cross those fingers.

I even took one more so that when I went out to lunch I wouldn't wheeze and sneeze. I started to feel al floaty and out of it, though. We went to a party and I didn't feel much like eating or drinking although seeing the people was interesting.

I didn't like the floaty feeling and decided to try to gut it out and sleep without a pill.

Whatever I had, something has kept it from being too bad. Perhaps it was just a puny cold or allergy attack. Maybe the Echinecea worked. (Research is mixed on this. I just figure a little bit doesn't do harm anyway.) I didn't have a flu shot.

Now, when will I be 100 per cent.

See the brown paint where the old gable was? See the gap? The inspector didn't like that although the carpenter clearly thought it was superfluous and didn't need support. The inspector wanted another two by ten there as well.	recovery It's hard to know to what we owe the recovery? Drugs? Herbs? Rest? Or simply a little time? I took a Comtrex before bed. It is a two every six hour pill. I took one. I slept well without sniffling. I got up before seven, took another, sneezed a little but I really feel I'm on the upswing. Was it the Dimetapp, resting, Comtrex, Echinecea Vitamin C in the tea? We tend to see cause and effect. The stuff you swallow probably makes you more comfortable. Whether you get well sooner is another matter. Truthfully, I haven't felt that bad. Cross those fingers. I even took one more so that when I went out to lunch I wouldn't wheeze and sneeze. I started to feel al floaty and out of it, though. We went to a party and I didn't feel much like eating or drinking although seeing the people was interesting. I didn't like the floaty feeling and decided to try to gut it out and sleep without a pill. Whatever I had, something has kept it from being too bad. Perhaps it was just a puny cold or allergy attack. Maybe the Echinecea worked. (Research is mixed on this. I just figure a little bit doesn't do harm anyway.) I didn't have a flu shot. Now, when will I be 100 per cent.
JUST TYPING Get well soon. That's what the greetings say. How glad I am to have something that you get over.
		Food Diary. *breakfast* nothing lunch [Zin] salmon with orzo and greens and pineapple salsa [wasn't the best thing I've ever eaten but I finished the relatively small portion of everything] piece of bread and butter *snacks* clementine *dinner* a few hors d'oeuvres Today I - didn't have much appetite
		Time flies.... I got up early (for me) and showered up. I decided that even though I felt better I wouldn't try to go to the club until, possibly, the afternoon. I had a lunch date. I banged around on the computer for a while. FFP asked if I'd go to the cleaners. Did that. Then I went to the tax office and paid the taxes on our building and the personal property tax for the business and the tax on the house. I'm not paying my taxes on Dad's house until closer to the deadline. So I'll have to go back. Of course, I could mail it. It's nice walking out with a receipt in hand. I bother the carpenter a little when I get back to see what he's doing. The plumbers and the shower pan guys are AWOL. My dad comes early for our lunch date. I've invited him for the selfish reason that I need his van to help my friend Charles take stuff to the thrift store. But I also know he'll enjoy going to lunch. He visits with me while I wrap presents. I use the term loosely. I simply find some gift sacks and tissue for most of them although I do find some paper for big calendars. I have 'finished' buying presents although I might buy some more if I see something. I have a couple of things I could have gotten if I'd just gotten by the store. I decide to give my lunch friend a small gift. Just something I had in the gift closet where a few things I've collected for gifts and wrapping and stuff lives. Dad and I pick up my friend. We load up a bunch of boxes and a bat house and some bird seed. (Dad claims the latter.) We go eat at Zin, sitting outside where it is only cold when a breeze kicks up. We go to the thrift store, unload, and go to our house so my friend can see the destruction. (Soon I hope I start to call it construction!) Then Dad and I take my friend home and Dad takes off to his house to 'beat the traffic.' I try to pare down the piles of papers in my office. I feel I'm making progress. However, piles have accumulated to monstrous proportions in other parts of the house. The plumbers come and knock about connecting the tub and filling it for leak inspection. When they finally leave we go to a party downtown. We don't stay long. At home we have cure teas and read and watch TV.

		Reading. As Eagles Screamed Old newspapers wherein I learned that many Afghans suffer from iodine deficiency because they buy local, uniodinized salt. I also learned that a mother was convicted of harming a child that committed suicide because of bullying because her house was messy. [Ed. note: We looked around the messy office and peered at the dog hiding under the desk and wondered if we would be convicted of animal endangerment.]
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		Exercise None.
	. .	I wish the drainage would stop and my breathing would return to normal. But really I'm physically OK. When I'm out doing stuff I feel fine, actually. The half dose of Comtrex doesn't make me so tired but helps with the symptoms.
	It's a Tangled Web we weave...these days of our lives.	One year ago "It seems I spend a lot of my time trying to make things I'm using to 'work' or entertain myself actually work. Ah, but I'm retired so I have time for it. Right?" Two years ago "Yes, I know. I always propose these little creative projects and never do them. Which is probably a good thing."