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OK… this ain’t no freakin’ normal cold… this has gotta be some form of super-bug, sent as part of an advance team from a hostile alien race, intent on taking over the planet Earth by incapacitating its inhabitants. That’s the only explanation I have for why, after nearly 3 weeks, I am not really any farther ahead now, than when this all started. Sometimes I wake up and lay in bed thinking everything feels fine. Then as soon as I get up, things must shift around, and I spend the next hour coughing sludge out of my lungs. But sometimes I wake up and things seem great… and gradually throughout the day it gets a little worse… the coughing becomes more persistent… my throat feels yucky… my ears hurt a little inside…
One of the worst feelings is when I exhale, I can sometimes feel “stuff” in my chest… When I’m trying to fall asleep at night, I can actually hear it with each breath. It’s kinda gross.
So yesterday I vowed to go to the clinic and see a practitioner of medicine. Easier said than done! The number rang busy from the very second they opened the lines… I decided to suck it up, and go another day.
Last night we went to Costco. After eating a hotdog and chicken finger, I went into a coughing fit and promptly threw up everything that I had previously eaten. My one saving grace is that the bathroom at Costco is a single male/female bathroom… so no one else had to experience the joy of hearing me with my head in the toilet from the next stall over. Good times. My 7 yr old only had one concern: “What colour was your puke?” Ah.. boys…
All of this brings me to the title of today’s blog post. Every year my Doctor asks me if I am going to get the flu shot. Of course her recommendation is that I get it. And every year I tell her the same thing. “No thanks… Never had it yet, and I’ve been fine”. I wonder at what point my supposed invincibility wears off, and I wake up to the reality that I am not immune to the world around me. I think that I may be closer to that point than I’ve ever been. I’m starting to regret my standing policy of general apathy. That’s a big step for me! There’s certainly no guarantee that had I gotten the flu shot, that I would not be suffering in misery right now… but it’s that “what if” that nags me whenever I regain motor function after another coughing fit.
I suppose that it’s too early to sign up for next year’s dose?
Our local Costco opened in May of this year. I was reluctant to go into it for personal reasons, but those finally sorted themselves out. Yesterday was the third time that I’ve stepped foot in that store, and the first time that I spent any money in there. $421 worth! I’m pretty sure that I had a mini-stroke when the girl announced the grand total to me. She then suggested that I upgrade to their “black card” so I could earn 2% back. It was all pretty much a haze at that point. They guided me over to the customer service desk, and had me sign a couple of forms, swipe my debit card again, and stand for another lovely picture. I can’t be sure, but I think that I might have signed away what was left of my soul.
Granted, not all of that $421 was mine. And some of it was Christmas stuff that I would have spent whether it was at Costco, or the mall. So it’s not completely horrendous. But still… I remember from my old membership years ago how easy it is to spend money in there. Everything looks so amazing in there. Giant jars of cashews? Who can saw no to those? Packages of toilet paper that are too big to fit in your car? If they can wrap plastic around it and sell it as “wholesale” they will!
It’s a neat store, but I don’t want to have too many trips like that. At least not until my toilet paper runs out…