Archive for Cough

Caller’s Recommendation: Lemon and Honey only

Posted in Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , on November 20, 2014 by urbannight

With what I’m sure is Bronchitis, I keep coughing in the callers’ ears.  I can’t seem to go a single call without coughing.  It is embarasing.  I don’t like it but what can I do.  One caller advised I should mix some lemon and honey and NOTHING else.  Drink it and it would help my throat feel better.

To start with, I’ve had lots of advice on the best hot toddies.  To me, the reality is that they all taste foul.  I have started to make a hot toddy in a base of mint tea because it tastes better that way and I can get more of it down.  So when he told me Honey and Lemon I was expecting another hot toddy recommendation.

Instead, he said only those two ingredients.  I decided to try it.  My cough was coming from my lungs but it was making my throat hurt and if it helped at all I would be happy.  I had both honey and, thanks to making some pork in the crock pot, I had lemon now.  The honey was crystalizing due to sitting in the cupboard in the cooling weather and I did have to zap it in the microwave for 30 seconds.  Then I poured a liberal amount in the bottom of a mug.  Then I zapped it again.  I added the lemon cold and stirred it in. About a half and half ratio.  It cooled the honey enough so it was drinkable.

It really felt better.  Much better.  It tasted strange.  Not good but not unpleasant.  So I drank it.  It wasn’t a full mug or even half a mug.  More like a couple table spoons.  The last of it was harder to swallow because it was a bit cloying and sharp at the same time.  That was when I mixed in some warm water and drank the rest of it.

I would have to say I would recommend Honey and Lemon mixed for a sore throat.

Oh, is it just your sinuses?

Posted in Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 19, 2014 by urbannight

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I swear if I hear that one more time I may explode. I’ve discovered Midwesterners do not think you are sick if your sinuses are bothering you. You could have a sinus infection but that’s just your sinus, you are not really sick. You could have a raging head cold but if it is expressed in your sinuses than you are not sick. You now have bronchitis because you have been sick for 2 or 3 weeks but it was just your sinuses so you were not really sick.
I’m originally from the Pacific Northwest and I never was such a thing. There, it is all about the fever. You feel like you swallowed a cheese grater and have white puss pockets at the back of your throat? You don’t have a fever so you are not sick. You have the chicken pox; you don’t have a fever so you are not really sick. You have ever symptom of the flu but you don’t have a fever, then you are not sick and off to school you go.
So let us say that you have been totally stuffed up for two weeks. You can’t breathe; you spend half your day sneezing your head off. Every time you take something to clear your sinuses you end up sneezing and blowing your nose until you are as stuffed up as before and you have to start all over again. Your head feels like it wants to explode from the sinus pressure and you are using a neti pot several times a day to prevent a sinus infection from developing. You are so exhausted that you go to bed at 8:00 nearly every night for two weeks, 9:30 at the latest. You normally go to bed between 10:00 and 11:00. Then one night you lie down and start to wheeze and whistle every time you exhale and your chest starts to hurt. You can’t sleep because of the difficulty breathing and the scary noises your chest makes when you breathe. You start coughing up mucus, lots of mucus. You had bronchitis once in college and you are pretty sure you have it again.

You stay home and go to work the following day and you are treated like a leper. After all, it is just your sinuses, you aren’t really sick.
This has been my life the past couple of weeks.

The Life of a Madwoman.

Posted in Books, Entertainment, Food, Life, Movies and Theatre, Work, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 19, 2012 by urbannight

I must be mad because this doesn’t feel sane.  I’ve got a Tardis project going.  Friends are suggesting I do some Daleks a scarf like garland and make it all ornaments for a Doctor Who themed Christmas tree. 

I’m working on designing a wedding sampler for some friends who are getting married in December.   I have to finish designing it and start working on it if I want it to get done in time.  I’m starting to cut it too close.  I’m starting to chang Keep It Simple Stoopid to myself.  Sure, I’m aware of the misspelling there.  I don’t think it good to call yourself ‘stupid’ so I’m splitting hairs and changing the spelling instead.  That has to be another indicator of my insanity.

I have three sessions of dogstitting this month and I took a trip to see my grandmother.  My cats are going bonkers and last night, the first night home after 4 nights away, one kept stomping me all – night – long……   I guess he needed to make sure I was really there.  At one point I put him out of the room.  I then kept dreaming people were repeating things to me over and over and over.  I think it was because the cat sat outside my door and yowled, over and over and over, for nearly an hour.  I let him back in.  Then the whole trampling me thing resumed.  I eventually got up and slept on the couch.  He can’t trample me there.  He goes back and forth walking across my head and neck.  On a couch, there is no room.  All the can do is lay on me.  At least he then sits still and I can finally fall asleep.  I have one more weekend gone.  They are going to go nuts next weekend.

At least the dog sitting slows down then.  But I am also trying to work in more time on writing.  I kinda stopped for the most part last November when our office moved.  It was something I did during the down time that used to crop up for short periods during the day.  It was a way to keep busy and look like I was working.  Now I’m taking some of the time from when I would normally be keeping up with the blogs I read.  So I may get behind on some people because I’ve got a fairly large number of people I really love reading. 

Not to mention that I REALLY have to find time to lose the weight I gained the last two years.  I was put on a blood pressure medication that had a bad side effect.  I developed an insanely violent cough and it took forever for them to figure out it was my blood pressure prescription.  In that time, it got so bad that any effort, including the walk up to my apartment, triggered coughing fits.  I had to stop working out at the fitness center because people gave me nasty looks for going to the gym with a nasty cough.  Then I had to stop working out because I couldn’t do much before I started coughing myself sick.  Literally.  By the time they identified it, changed the scrip, and my system normalized again, I had gained 35 lbs, have foot and joint problems, and a 30 minute walk will nearly cripple me for the next three days.   But I have to get started and do something because most of my problems will clear up if I lose the weight.

And I promised my roommate I would make my lasagna.  But tonight is the only night this week where our schedules line up and I can make it.  Only I’m ready to crash.    I didn’t get anything done last night because dealing with server transfer issues took 3 hours last night on SWTOR and I had to deal w/ Blizzard as well because someone hacked my Battlenet account and changed my passwords.  I’ve taken a break from WoW to play SWTOR but I still don’t want my ‘toons robbed while I’m away.

I have two gift scarves in progress, one blanket in progress, and I was going to make fancy smancy dishrags out of sock yarn for christmas presents. 

My brain hurts and I have a mountain of clean laundry that needs to be sorted.  My cats used it as a bed while I was dog sitting and some of it needs to be rewashed.  I also have an end table of books still waiting to be read, a pile of borrowed movies to watch, a huge queue of Korean films on Netflix that I have not watched because I never sit down long enough to read a movie.  I keep trying to multitask instead. 

All of this excludes a project I was trying to work on for work.  Maybe there is a reason I’m so tired all the time.  There simply isn’t enough time in a week to work on stuff.  So clearly I MUST be insane.

The Vanishing Voice

Posted in Entertainment, Life, Uncategorized, Work, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 1, 2012 by urbannight

I intended to write more last year.  I made the same promise to myself this year.  I am not getting off to a good start.  On the other hand, I’ve been knitting a LOT more this year and I started playing a pen and paper roll-playing game and I started playing Star Wars The Old Republic.  I have more hobbies and interests than time for them all.  Too bad I couldn’t clone myself. 

But that is not the voice that is vanishing.  It is my literal voice.  The sound that emerges from my throat when I make shapes with my mouth and pass air over my vocal cords.  I blame it all on Yankee Candles.

I love candles.  I don’t have a problem with them.  So long as there are not too many concentrated in one location.  I can’t handle candle stores.  I didn’t even go into the candle store.  All I did was walk past it while looking for a gadget store that is no longer in the mall.  On one hand, it was a complete waste of time.  On the other hand, it killed my cords.

The intense mix of scents that permeated the passageway in front of the store triggered a coughing fit.  One that continued all evening and all night long.  I would feel perfectly fine until I started coughing.  Then it cased a weird, sharp pain in my throat.  Not a normal sore throat. 

When I got up this morning, I sounded raspy and weird.  As the morning has gone on, and I work at a job that requires me to take calls and talk to coworkers, my voice is getting odder and odder.  I feel perfectly fine until I try to talk. 

The only thing I can compare it to is the time I got laryngitis about 21 years ago.  I should probably stop talking to my coworkers and save my voice for the phone.  But it is a tediously dull day.  I thought it might be busy.  Another unit has all of it’s compilers out, so we are covering for them. 

I was hoping for a nice busy day.  Busy days fly by.  If I’m tired after a busy day I sleep well.  If I am tired as a result of boredome from a slow day, I end up wide awake in the late evening and unable to sleep at night.  The sad thing is that I never used to get bored.  We had a reorganization and restructuring of departments and job duties and now I have started suffering that stange contion. 

It isn’t that there is nothing to do.  It isn’t that kind of boredom.  It’s a mental condition.  If I have nothing to do with my hands, I can find things to do.  But unlike the past, finding things to do no longer properly engages my mind and I start to drift off into a general state of mental ‘blah’ that I define as boredom.

The end result is that I can’t chatter at people (not that I’m all that big on chattering) and I have less to do than planned so it is harder to distract myself from my painful, vanishing voice and make the day end sooner.