Day 42... I'm sick.

If you get a cold in the middle of August, can you actually call it a cold? I don't know, but I have a raging cold right now. I've been coughing this dry, hacking cough all day, and I've had sinus discharge all day too. It all started to happen last Saturday when I stayed over my mom's house. I slept in the Florida room with the Air conditioning on. The following Saturday morning I wake with two sore lumps under my left arm pit. I ate buffet style Indian food on Sunday and for lunch on Monday (because the meal I had Sunday really set off a craving for Indian food again). Last Monday I noticed the swelling was going down, and I started to do some work around the house -- not sick yet, but not quite myself. That night I began to work on scrapping the original wall paper off of my circa 1937 plaster walls. I forgot to wear a mask and the dust got in my throat. I only know that because my throat was itchy the following morning. I did go to the doctor's Tuesday but by then the swelling almost disappeared.

Tuesday I didn't eat all day until I cam home and I had a dinner of Tofu stir fry. Not very tasty this time. I won't torture you with the recipe.

Wednesday I had the salad bar at Pizza Hut, which was almost entirely blue cabbage, raw carrots, chick peas, tomatoes, red beans with string beans. Very wholesome.

Today is Thursday and I am sick again. I was very sick yesterday and almost didn't make it to work. I am just as sick today, and all I could handle are some sugar free Popsicle's, Tussin Max Strength cough suppressant (which didn't work) and this preventative type of lozenge called Hall's Pro Health Defense. My throat hurts and I can't really breath without coughing. I'm thinking of not going to the Cardio Kickboxing class tonight, but I'm not sure. I'm not sure what I'm going to do since I'm so sick today. I should have had lunch though. I was either going to get the salad bar at Pizza Hut or CiCi's. I guess being sick ruins my appetite.

I bet it's that wall paper. It was applied at around 1937, and it's on the walls and ceiling, and it looks like the same paper they use to make shopping bags -- sort of brown with prints of flowers or ferns -- very antique looking. But very ugly too, and besides it's under all the many layers of paint. I think the glue for the original wall paper holds the key to all of this. It must be a soup of dead horse guts or something. I've been sick from breathing that dust before.

We'll wait and see.