Nine Ways To Deal With A Cold

I admit it. I am a big whiny baby when I get sick.

I haven't been sick in a while because all my allergies come with one unexpected benefit: I can't usually breathe well enough to inhale airborne cold germs.

Then I got my tax money and was finally able to buy the medicine regimen prescribed by my doctor for my allergies. I had been able to breathe for the first time in months and went to a public event yesterday.

Boom. I got a cold.

The achy, running-faucet-of-a-nose kind of cold.

I went to Rite Aid before limping home around lunchtime today and I could see the poor cashier try and hold her breath around me as long as possible.

I bought the nice aloe nose tissue, more medicine, energy drinks and hand sanitizer.

"I hope you feel better," she said as I stumbled out the door.

I am "The Walking Dead."

So here I am at home this afternoon, wrapped up in a blanket and shivering.

I took both energy drinks and still was falling asleep as I tried to make my way home.

Of course it poured the entire drive.

After my midday nap I had to pick up the kids from school and stopped at Safeway and let my oldest choose dinner.

"You're cooking tonight, it's up to you," I offered.

So the kids are having chicken strips and tater tots.

I am going to have some more coffee and medicine. I did stock up on orange juice, two types of decongestant and chest rub.

Here are the ways I try and get through a cold:

1. SLEEP -- The best medicine there is.
2. Enlist slaves -- Having someone to cook and do dishes leaves you more time to sleep. That's why I recommend having at least five kids around.
3. Take a LONG, HOT shower or bath.
4. MOVE AS LITTLE AS POSSIBLE.
5. Movie marathons.
6. Work -- Yes, I know. I can't help myself.
7. Play video games -- Hey, this way the kids have some free time to clean the house while you occupy their game system!
8. Curl up in a ball and wait to die. (Don't judge me) I did warn you I am a big baby. Depends on how far removed from the last nap I am before this occurs, though.
9. Stuff tissues up my nose. FOR THE LOVE OF GOD STOP, RUNNING PLEASE!