Cough Cold and Sneezing

 Cough Cold and Sneezing
Sore theoat and cough were the first symptoms of my summer cold. The smoke from the Cannadian wild fires has made the symptoms much worse. Sneezing has been exacerbated by the pale blue haze that hasfilled the sky. When I get a distant view of the hills and valleys, the images are blurred by the smokey veil.
I’m into my fourth day of the upper respiratory tract infection and I am just now seeing some progress. The harsh cough and the headache are the most intrusive and bothersome. The symptoms made me want to hide inside of my house and drink plenty of fluids, but I had obligations. Wednesday evening I was on the van route ministry with my driver and friend, John, It wasn’t fun, but I managed to pick up and return the passengers back home. I was so glad the Wednesday evening prayer meeting was over and I could go home and feel miserable alone.
Thursday I needed to pick up supplies for my Accucheck machine. With a tiny drop of blood, the machine reads my blood sugar level. I didn’t feel well enough to mow my yard, but I forced myself to mow my yard. The next few days it is supposed to rain. I hate my grass to be long and shaggy, so mow I did.
I’m praying that the worst is over and I begin to heal. I was once told that summer colds are the worst. I don’t know if they are the worst, but the miserable symptoms cause a person to feel that way.
Cough Cold and Sneezing
Sore theoat and cough were the first symptoms of my summer cold. The smoke from the Cannadian wild fires has made the symptoms much worse. Sneezing has been exacerbated by the pale blue haze that hasfilled the sky. When I get a distant view of the hills and valleys, the images are blurred by the smokey veil.
I’m into my fourth day of the upper respiratory tract infection and I am just now seeing some progress. The harsh cough and the headache are the most intrusive and bothersome. The symptoms made me want to hide inside of my house and drink plenty of fluids, but I had obligations. Wednesday evening I was on the van route ministry with my driver and friend, John, It wasn’t fun, but I managed to pick up and return the passengers back home. I was so glad the Wednesday evening prayer meeting was over and I could go home and feel miserable alone.
Thursday I needed to pick up supplies for my Accucheck machine. With a tiny drop of blood, the machine reads my blood sugar level. I didn’t feel well enough to mow my yard, but I forced myself to mow my yard. The next few days it is supposed to rain. I hate my grass to be long and shaggy, so mow I did.
I’m praying that the worst is over and I begin to heal. I was once told that summer colds are the worst. I don’t know if they are the worst, but the miserable symptoms cause a person to feel that way.