Friday, February 26, 2010

Methylprednisolone, Albuterol, Amoxicillin, and Diphenhydramine Hydrochloride, FTW!

Edited because I forgot to remind you:

Go comment here before midnight, and go buy this before the 28th.


So, as The Blogging Community, we all agree never to blog drunk, right? But what about Benadryl Blogging?

Whatever. I'm so bored with myself I'm inflicting on you the angst of the sick, the cabin-feverish. I did, in point of fact, make it in to the shop for a half-day. Progress.

But then I came home and coughed so hard I hurled a bit.

Weirdly, the asthma is making me nostalgic for mom- I haven't had it flare up like this since I was a kid. I used to have an attack like this every few months, but I haven't had to do the steroid thing in ages. (I'm finding that it is an infinitely bigger pain-in-the-ass to miss work than it was to miss a ninth grade Geography test.) I keep remembering how she'd sit in the bathroom with me using the hot shower as a giant humidifier, and how she'd spoil me with treats after a doctor's visit.

So, I'm resting. Again. More.
I feel very Victorian and yucky and completely useless. Steampunk lungs.

1 comment:

  1. You poor thing! You sound like just about everyone in my house. This super long winter is killing us. But, we'll survive till spring. Well that plus I love the excuse to make special treats for everyone on sickie days. I have a feeling the weekend will be full of them.