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QFU vs. The Big Bad Virus

I have been fighting a horrible cold this week. The entire tribe has it but it seems to be kicking my ass to the point of hacking up lung tissue during coughing episodes that seem to last for-fucking-ever. I can't sleep at night. I can't even lay down. Just when I was getting all cozy and used to actually resting during the night it all gets taken away from me again. I seem to be drowning in my own fluids. It is so gross.

My battle strategy so far has been mostly relying on heaping doses of good ol' Tussin, gallons of hot herbal tea, my witchy woman onion tea which Mr.Monkeyboy just adores, hella strong menthol cough drops by the handfulls, Vick's Vapor Rub (after my own home brewed vapor rub didn't seem to be cutting it but now I know that Vick's isn't cutting it either), and now the Pulmonary doctor has thrown in some antibiotics for kicks. The new family doctor I am seeing said it was a virus and that we would all just have to let it run it's course. She also said antibiotics wouldn't do anything for it. Then she politely led me to the front counter where they robbed me blind. So given that information, I have no clue why I just chewed up a 500mg Levequin, I guess to make Dr. O happy and the drug people richer.

I asked Dr. O if they would still cut on me with me hacking up my lungs and he seemed to think they will. I am thinking coughing fits will not be too fun with a four inch line of staples holding all my guts together and a nasogastric tube shoved down my nose, but does my opinion count?

Thankfully, the little people and Mr. Monkey aren't hacking quite as much. They are all sickly and I hate that they are but at least they all seem to be sleeping through it okay.

It is quite possible that I am developing a hernia around my ileostomy from coughing so much. I think I pulled something in the general area of the middle of my ribs also. For those of you keeping score The Big Bad Virus is definitely winning.

Posted by gwendolyn on February 18, 2003 at 12:31 AM