I have to be on an airplane in less than 48 hours, and I’m still sick. Ugh. I’ve tried everything I know how to do: I’m downing Emergen-C and vitamins like crazy, drinking tons of water and orange juice, doing that disgusting nasal irrigation thing, and I’ve even tried that “magic potion” that Angie recommended. (And she’s right, it’s not that bad. It’s not good either, but at least I didn’t have to slam it like a shot of tequila. Which would’ve hurt with a hot beverage.) And so far? None of it has made a bit of difference. I’m still miserable, coughing all the time and blowing my nose approximately 37,000 times per day.
Credit where it’s due: my sweet husband went to the store for me to buy the lemon herbal tea, honey, and cough drops that I needed to make that little “magic potion”. Isn’t he a good egg?
So yes, the flight to New York on Tuesday morning is rapidly approaching. I’m still hoping that I’ll make some miraculous recovery between now and then, or that the super-duper heavy-duty Sudafed will knock me the hell out for the duration of the six hour flight. I was worrying about how I was going to pack NyQuil without it leaking all over my bag, since that’s the only thing that lets me get to sleep and not wake up with coughing fits. (And yes, I must have the liquid. The pills don’t do squat for me.) I finally decided that I’m just going to buy a new bottle when we get there, and I’ll leave the leftovers with my sister. So, if I don’t recover between now and Tuesday, at least I have a plan to manage the symptoms. I suppose that helps?
I have nothing to report on the job interview scene. I think they went well – I ended up doing several interviews last week, for a couple of different jobs, but I don’t have any feedback yet. I guess I’ll find out in the next week or two, but I feel too lousy to really care at the moment.
In other exciting news, we have had crazy fog here for the past few days. Right now I’m looking out of my office window, and I can’t even see the house next door. That’s some seriously thick fog. Which sucks for us, because we have a satellite dish, and thick cloud cover = bouncy Internet connection. I believe the term Dave used for it the other day was that our connection was “up and down like a whore’s drawers.” Nice.
I’m planning to bring my laptop with me on this trip, so there may be a blog update sometime later this week from the Big Apple. If not, I hope everyone has a happy Thanksgiving.
Any chance you'll still be in NYC Sunday night? I'll be home at the parents in PA until late Saturday night, and I work during the day on Sunday. Maybe I can meet you and Dave for a cup of NyQuil?
Oh man, that would be awesome, but unfortunately we're leaving on Saturday afternoon. We're giving my sister a day to recover from our visit before she has to get back to work on Monday. No way you can come back on Friday night or Saturday morning?
I hope you feel better soon! The main thing with sick + travel (you already know this) is to decongest as much as possible before flying. Half of that is mega-doses of sudafed, but the other half is mega guzzling of water. Preferably not cold water. That keeps all the much fluid, rather than viscous, and the pain of descending from altitude won’t be quite as bad. I don’t envy you at all.
Love from Tony and me to the whole fam for Thanksgiving!
Ugh — flying when you are sick is the WORST. I have annoying ear problems when I fly, and my doctor actually said the same exact thing that Cat did in the comment above.
In addition, and it's crossing a whole new threshold of grossness (in public, too) but the doctor also recommended using nasal spray right as the plane is taking off. Afrin Sinus is the one he suggested, I think. I cannot even tell you how much I loathe it and the pains I take to hide it from my fellow passengers, but I haven't had a single problem with my ears since I started.
Good luck…
And… I wasn’t paying attention to your timeframe, and you already left for New York. Hope it went OK.