It all started Tuesday afternoon when I began to feel a little congested. I kept telling myself it was nothing and when I would up Wednesday it appeared to be that..nothing. Wednesday evening around bedtime the throat got scratchy and there was the post nasal drip that commonly comes with the good old fashion cold. Thursday morning was better but the scratchy throat stayed with me as the cough began to rear it's ugly head creating a sore throat from hell. I ate popsicles to cool it down and by Thursday night I was coughing and eating ice cubes in a vain attempt to thwart the sore throat that kept me awake for most of the night.
Coughing my way into Friday I got up, put on a happy face and went to work. Throat was very sore and I continued to cough until my co-workers requested my absence and I left to come home. I spent the day in bed taking all kinds of medical wonders and drinking fluids trying to regain some strength drained from me by this evil virus.
I managed to get out of bed and go to work on Saturday and suffer through a long day of further pain and agony. My grandson was with me and seemed very concerned about my well being. I thank him for that and all he did for the department on Saturday. I went to Walmart on the way home last night and picked up the first thing that looked like cold medicine (it wasn't) took a cap full, went straight to bed and asleep.
It is Super Bowl Sunday and the Seattle Seahawks will play this afternoon. I think I'll make it but boy am I tired. Hopefully, I will be feeling better tomorrow because I really need to go to work in the morning.