Cold

NeoCitran brought easy relief to sore throat at bedtime on Monday, but threw off my sleep pattern. At 5:30 I woke suddenly without hope of resettling.

Last night I tried double Advil, unfortunately I didn't go to bed until 2:30. At 6:30 I was awakened by intense pain in my face and a feeling of dread. Sinusitis has been my scourge.

A nice side effect of the antidepressant Remeron, which improves my sleep, has been an immune system boost. Last winter I only caught one brief cold.

This morning I thought luck had run out. I went and poured a hot bath.

Steam immediately cleared my passages, relieving both pain and anxiety. It must have been a temporary interaction of sick membranes with dry furnace air. All I have left this afternoon is negligible congestion.

I'm not used to four hours of sleep a night. How I used to survive that way for months at a time, I hate to remember. Two bad nights is enough. Hopefully no cold medicine will be indicated this evening.

I don't even feel worn down yet. In fact I used that early morning energy to finish knitting a pair of slippers and clean house.