When You Choke on Your Salad

Last night I choked on a piece of apple in my salad...

It wasn't as bad as it could have been.  I was able to breath the whole time.  But that little chunk of honeycrisp was wedged right between my tonsils for a good minute or two and didn't want to move.  Although finally... finally... I managed to cough and clear and swallow it down.  It's all good.

Or is it?

Shortly after clearing the apple my throat started hurting.  Right at the back, behind my tonsils.  Right where that piece of apple had tried to set up shop.  It was very irritated and scratchy. Drank some cold water, ate some yogurt and figured it would be gone by morning.

Wrong!

Apparently that choking episode gave me a nice little abrasion back there.  And today it's as sore and scratchy as last night.  Even feels a little swollen.  You know.. like when your tonsils are swollen.  You don't know?  Well trust me.. I've had enough strep throat and tonsillitis in my life to know... and this is what swollen tonsils feel like.

I swallowed a spoonful of honey - which helped a little.  For a very short time.  Now I am sipping some warm tea with plenty of honey in it.  And I might have someone bring me an icy drink.  (I'm thinking frapp, milk shake, or slushy)

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Under The Weather

I woke up yesterday morning to a sore throat.  And a headache.  And a general achy "blah" feeling.

As someone who has always seems to pick up the strep throat very easily (seriously, for a few years there I swear someone could just mention the word strep around me and I was going to end up with a sore throat!) , I tend to get nervous anytime my throat starts getting scratchy.  I mean very nervous.  I'm always convinced the big mean ol' strep germies are setting up camp.

Once I realized I wasn't running a fever, I felt a little safer.  But still felt icky.  Just... icky.  Under the weather - as "they" say.

And that... that phrase right there... "under the weather"... was enough to set me off on a full day of wondering where a saying like that comes from. 

I mean - aren't we always under the weather?  Unless we're in an airplane flying above the clouds maybe.  Or if there is snow on the ground - or mud puddles.  Then maybe we could be over the weather.  Or in the weather.  Maybe?

A quick google search and a few clicks turned up explanations of nautical origins about sea sickness caused by weather and having to go below deck  - which I suppose makes sense to me.

(and have I ever mentioned how much I love that I can just google all these random things that pop into my head on a regular basis? Well... I do!  "Google it!" or "I'll google it!" are phrases I use pretty much daily!)

Oh... and just in case you are wondering... I still have a scratchy throat and feeling blah today.  But I did manage to drag myself out to the gym for 3+ miles on the treadmill this morning in an attempt to sweat it out.  (sweat it out?  Hmmm... and now I'm off to google that!)

No Time for That

I don't feel good.  (well?  whatever...) 

My head hurts.  I'm congested.  My sinuses burn.  My throat is scratchy.  I'm feeling a bit nauseous.  And I'm just generally achy and tired.  What I really want is to lie down and take a nice long nap.

Here's the thing - I don't have time for that.

I have family coming into town in the next 48 hours.  I need to finish getting the house cleaned up.  It is in no way, shape, or form "guest ready".  Carpets need cleaning.  Bathrooms need cleaning.  Towels (and other laundry) need washed.  Floors need swept.

I also have to get the male offspring to guitar lessons after school.  AND he has a violin concert tonight.  Somewhere in there I have to feed him and the rest of the family some dinner.

If I crawl up under the covers and hide, would all the to-do list somehow magically be done when I crawl back out? 

Yeh, I didn't think so.