This ‘n’ That
Have you had that nasty respiratory bug that’s going around Galveston County? OK, please don’t all answer at the same time, or it will be deafening.
How do you know if you had the particular ailment I’m talking about? Well, let me describe the most common symptoms, then you decide.
When it struck our home, my husband and I both had super-bad sore throats. After a few days, our throats got better but, by then, we were suffering from what felt like the sinus infection from hell, complete with headaches, sneezing and a very annoying post-nasal drip.
As they say on those TV infomercials: “But wait – there’s more!”
After another few days, we developed racking, croup-like coughs that went on and on and on. At the end of the first week, my husband went to the doctor. He was diagnosed with an infection and given a prescription for antibiotics. He started getting better but it took two weeks to get back to feeling semi-well. I decided to go the same route and, by the end of two weeks, I also was much improved.
The cough by now had become
a dry cough and that held on for two more weeks.
During the month of March, through which we sneezed, coughed and ached our way, several of our friends suffered from what sounded like the same ailment. I heard about at least two people who wound up with pneumonia and about another with strep throat.
Our local weather during the month didn’t help much. One day was warm, the next was chilly, then it turned rainy – well, you probably remember as well as I do.
I never did find out if this mysterious infection was contagious or not. My personal opinion was that it was like some kind of pulmonary version of a zombie apocalypse.
To quote my favorite character, Rick Grimes, who has just finished his fifth season on The Walking Dead: “We are all infected.” I think that pretty well sums up up this miserable ailment.
My only words of advice on dealing with it are to avoid other people, see your doctor ASAP if it strikes you and buy stock in a pharmaceutical company that manufactures cough drops.
My spouse and I alone have probably used more than 100 of these palliatives. We don’t go anywhere without them because, once we start coughing, that’s all that will stop it. Believe me, you don’t want to go anywhere in public without these health aids.
Our coughing fits sound like a cross between tuberculosis and whooping cough. It is definitely not pretty. Everyone I know who’s had this illness sounds exactly like we do. Barking seals are quieter than that.
All I can hope is that the recent milder, dryer weather will knock out whatever this thing is.
And, by the way, to any of you who are addicted – like me – to The Walking Dead, which is now between seasons and won’t return until October, be brave. It’s not easy to go cold turkey on this amazing AMC-TV show.
Sunday nights will be bleak for the next six months, so starting local therapy groups might be a good idea. We could band together and discuss why Morgan is back in the storyline, whether Rick’s group will take over Alexandria by force and which beloved character will be the next one killed off, just for starters.
Try to remember that, when it comes to being addicted to this series, we are all infected.