I have been struck down with a horrible flu. I must have sneezed around 700 times during the last two days. I dread to think how many brain-cells I have killed. All around the house there are bins filled with tissues. My head hurts, my body hurts, my nose is as red as a traffic light (not a good look) and I feel miserable.
I once killed a cold in its early stages by drinking a bottle of red wine and then taking to my bed. As a cure it beats Lemsip and garlic cloves. One theory is that alcohol dries you up, so at least your nose stops running. Despite my efforts over the last two nights to drink as much red wine as I can the cold is still here, lingering and victorious. I hate it.
I have just sent off the proposal for my next book which is all about happiness. One of the theories I put forward is that we should count our blessings when we’re not ill and be jolly happy to be healthy.
Well, I will certainly try to follow my own advice, once this damn flu clutters off. You’d think it might have given me Valentine’s Day off. How can I possibly kiss my husband (who is looking after me very well) when I can’t breathe through my nose?
Copyright: Helena Frith Powell 2008
I sympathize. Mine lasted for three weeks. Not the sniffles, but the throat and the bronchal bits. If they ever publish The Guinness Book of Coughing, a page or two will be devoted to me.
Everybody has had it or is due for it. Yesterday, a neighbours cat crossed my terrace and I’m sure I heard it sneeze.
Relax, keep warm, take liquids. Good advice and possibly an excellent headline for Florida Vacations too.
I had an upper respiratory infection that was heading into bronchitis for two weeks. After two different antibiotics I was finally on the mend. I drug my self around for so long in my weakened condition that I promptly caught a 36 hour stomach bug which meant that I couldn’t keep anything down except saltines and water. I wish people could take off and stay home when they are sick. There is a great big target painted on my back saying “germs enter here.” I hope you are soon feeling better!
Thanks all, I am feeling better, thanks to something my husband discovered which is a natural antibiotic made from grapefruit seeds, in French it’s Pepins de Pamplemousse. Am feeling much better and limited my red wine intake this evening to two glasses. Obviously I drank a bottle of white beforehand.
Glad to hear you are feeling better. I agree about the red wine cure. Two days ago I began to feel really rough in the evening, so I drank a bottle of red wine and had a large whisky before bedtime. Woke up the next day feeling fine. All my friends seem to have been dropping like flies. So far I’m ok.
It’s my birthday tomorrow and I thought we might go to Pezenas for lunch. Anywhere you can recommend?
Yes, if you like modern/trendy then go for L’Entre Pots 8 av Loius Montagne 0467900000 if you like tradtional French then Les Marronniers 6 av Verdum 0467901380.
I would avoid L’Entre Pots. Possibly the rudest waiters in France – quite a feat. More interested in décor than food. Expensive and full of monolingual Brits who do not seem to mind being ripped off and talked down to. Good desserts though. Les Marroniers is better.
Always found that Grappa was the best cure-all….Unfortunatly for me when in New York and I used Grappa, I would always wake up with the same girl, who closely resembled The Joker from Batman…….But please give it a try