I think a cold has been delivered…

What am I saying – a cold has definitely arrived. (Post title courtesy of Susan Abrams’ poem). The downside is the interruption of my regular activity (work, cycling to work, cycling home from work, sleeping; but not watching telly and cooking and eating) and the upside, depending on your perspective, is that I’m blogging again after a hiatus (of sheer laziness).

Sunroom

The arsenal, not including fetching beanie, woolly jumper and ugg boots

My approach to this unwelcome intrusion is as follows: hot lemon drink with honey (frequently), sitting in the sun in the rocking chair reading a best-selling book (that terrified me out of my wits about my consumption of seed oils and polyunsaturated fats until I read the review in The Conversation and some other opinion pieces – though I still think the author’s onto something – what’s not to like about eating butter, bacon and eggs being good for you?), burner oil perfuming the environs, occasional menthol and eucalyptus inhalation (hot water, towel over head), Vicks Vaporub on the chest and a variety of snorted and swallowed medications (nothing illegal).

If this doesn’t work, I don’t know what will. The million dollar question (maybe not quite that much) is whether I’ll be well enough to dig holes and plant trees for my dear friend on her rural block this weekend. What an inconvenient cold!!

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One response to “I think a cold has been delivered…

  1. Ahhhh…good old Vicks vapourub. Such a comforting feeling and smell when you’re all stuffed up. Hope you’re feeling better by now, Larah

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