#lurgi

Notes from a small dog: the robin and the lurgy

I think she’s gearing up for Christmas… getting in the festive spirit or something. The bags under her eyes would do as overflow sacks for Santa and Rudolph will be out of a job if her nose gets any redder. She’s quiet at present… apart from the constant barking. I think you two-legs call it coughing. Let’s just say that her ‘ho, ho, ho’ has been more of a ‘oh, oh, ergh…’ and that’s without the…

I am glunked up with this damned lurgi. This morning was the first morning since Sunday that I actually felt hungry and didn't force myself to eat something that took minimal effort to consume.

My body is still a series of creaks, squeaks, and painful noises if I try to move too fast.

My head... ugh.

My head is the central reservoir of glunk. I can barely think. I just want to sleep, and I would feel much better with a big burly bloke named Bruce to sort out my entire life and maybe throw in a full-body massage.

But as it is, I have tons of juice and ginger ale and equal tons of DVD's to entertain myself with.

We apologise for the inconvenience. Normal services will resume as soon as possible.

My head is a swamp.

My brain is not functioning.

All U want to do is sleep.

I hate this damn lurgi and I hate failing all of my readers.

I'm so sorry.

First day back to school and surprise, surprise... Mayhem had a sudden relapse of Lurgi after his near-recovery, yesterday.

Funny how he can be fine on a weekend and sick as a dog on Monday.

Well, I've had more than enough of that, this year. I doped him up with all the over-the-counter stuff I could get him to take [Kids' immuno-booster, probiotics, ginger ale, a decent breakfast and his antacid], and told him that there was no way in hell that he was coming home before school ended, today.

He tried to get more sleep in during the car trip to drop Chaos off. I fed him one of my atomic mints and told him to wake up and tough it out or else.

And I'm dreading the school ringing me, despite the fact that I sent along a note that, distilled to it's core essence, reads as, "Don't believe a word my malingering son has to say about his health."

The kid looks like hell on a biscuit, and most of that is because he won't apply his chapstick. And though he looks like hell on a biscuit, he's essentially fine.

I just hope the school believes me on that call.

The school holidays are almost over and so, thankfully, is the lurgi that's been plaguing me all week. Sadly, it looks as though Mayhem has caught it.

And he's had a knack for being sick that simply pains my pecs.

If I send him to school with whatever help I can muster, then there's a high chance they'll throw him back because he looks bloody awful. If I keep him home, I still earn bad-mum-points because he's already spent too long away from school.

I can't win.

And I need a LOT of quick-fix remedies that I can give this child so he can actually go without being sick.

It's that bad that I'm thinking of threatening him with honey and cider vinegar again.

As you may have read in yesterday's DD, I went down like a sack of spuds, yesterday.

The lurgi still has me in its odious grip, and I'm in no shape to go anywhere or see anyone. So naturally, Murphy's law has decreed that we need stuff.

I've sent my best-beloved off with a long-ish list of things I need and the fond hope that they bring home the metaphorical bacon.

And no way of telling if - or when - they will.

And most of it is supplies I need to survive Lurgi with most of my brain functions intact.

And meanwhile... I am heavily brain-fogged.

I'm trying to fight the lurgi. 

And to all of those people who took the 'flu shot and still got a rhinovirus... it's not that 'flu. Rhinovirii mutate at such a fast rate that it's nigh impossible to innoculate against them, but influenza has a much slower mutation rate and humanity can prepare itself.

That's how you tell the difference.

I can also tell you that influenzas are about 300% worse than a mere rhinovirus. Last time I had a 'flu, I was so run down that I had to order my essential groceries online.

Yeah. I could not operate heavy vehicles.

And the rest of my family was just as bad with the thing, so... online grocery shopping is a freaking godsend for that nonsense.

I try to isolate myself whenever Lurgi comes. Strictly on the basis of not wanting to share the horrible, horrible feelings I undergo whilst under the influence of Lurgi.

For those who are suffering, I recommend ginger, vitamin C, and lots and lots of comfort.

Minimize contact so you don't spread that nasty thing around, too.

And for anyone who's dreading catching the lurgi - look after yourself. Keeping healthy is the best way to avoid viral infection and to minimize the impact of it once you get one.