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Adventures in Unemployment: SICK DAYS

Bronchitis Day 8

After consulting Dr. Google several times (because he's FREE) I've decided what I have is bronchitis. I have had it before and all the symptoms point to it. Kids don't try this at home by the way! Get to the doctor if you can!
What's tricky about it is at first you think you're getting a cold so you take stuff for a cold like Nyquil. Nyquil was good to me the first 2 days of this thing then it was the equivalent of taking nothing. It helped me get to sleep but then was ineffective. So I had to assess my symptoms and move on. What I had was heavy chest congestion and a severe cough. The cough was so severe I could not sleep. In fact laying down made the cough worse and there was a constant drip down my throat that prevented me from sleep. Insomnia. Frustration. Stress. All I want to do is the main thing that will get me better. SLEEP. My body needs to repair and fight, it can't do that if Im not sleeping and getting angry and punching pillows.
Mucinex was my next drug. I needed to break up all the gunk in my chest. After taking Mucinex for two days and nothing coming out I was getting even more pissy. I dreaded night time. I dreaded that I would not get to sleep. I tried to sleep during the day. Nope. Night.....NOPE. By this time I am looking like a white, pale coughing ghost looking for sleep and peace. 
The days are filled with hot tea, soup, hot broth, spoonfuls of meds every 4 hours and cough drops constantly on the tongue. By Day 7 my throat felt like I had swallowed a bag full of hot marbles. Raw. It hurt to swallow. So add in Chloraseptic to the mix, a nasty tasting spray that numbs on contact. This helped for a few hours then ceased relieving any pain. I had found some old amoxicillin left over from a dental procedure and began on that. It is what you would be prescribed if you went to a doctor. Granted, its two years old and probably not that effective anymore. There was one last remedy on the list I wasn't eager to try. It is used for canker sores in the mouth and also any open lesions in the throat. It is described as "magic mouthwash". It is Childrens benadryl mixed with Milk of Magnesia. I made up a small dose and threw it back shot style.
I wanted to HURL.
This chalky bitter concoction is the worst tasting thing ever!!! And it didn't numb my throat one bit. But I think something in the Benadryl stopped the drip down my throat. I popped melatonin (as I had been doing) and a muscle relaxer and FINALLY FINALLY went to sleep.
So here it is DAY 8 of bronchitis fun! I feel slightly better for having got some sleep and I think the waterworks down my throat have stopped. The Mucinex finally seems to have broken up the cement in my chest and I'm expecting horrifying neon green ping pong balls to come flying out of my head at some point today. Still coughing though.
I probably should have prefaced by saying this blog could be pretty gross and graphic. Oh well. Hopefully I have made you VERY THANKFUL for your health today.



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