It has not been a real pleasant week. I've had a nasty cold bug and have been so tired from the disrupted sleep it causes. It seems every morning since Wednesday I've woken up with a new symptom. Thursday, my nose had been stuffed up. I went to a meeting in the evening, and suddenly it was as if a faucet in my nose had been turned on and it all game gushing out. Later, I developed a horrible cough, then a sore throat, and my nose became stuffier than ever. Sunday I felt as if I had been run over by something, I was so worn out.
The worse part about this has been the social isolation. You can't go visit people and take a contagion with you. I may have very little time left in St. Louis (depending on the results of match day in two weeks) and I don't want to spend them holed up in my apartment. I am getting cabin fever, and am optimistic I will be going somewhere tomorrow.
For anyone needing sudafed, you can buy generic Pseudoephedrine at the Sam's Club pharmacy for less than two dollars for 96 tablets. The difference in price between Walgreen's and Sam's payed for my gas to get to Sam's, and bought me a soft drink.
2 comments:
I'm sorry you're still not feeling well, dear. When you get better, you can tell me what Henry wants for his birthday. Love, Toots
I know what you mean. I was incredibly ill the last 4 days of my mission, but there was no way I was going to leave without saying goodbye even if I was carrying a contagion. I felt pretty guilty about it.
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