No!
I will not be sick. I refuse. It matters not that everyone around me from my beloved Ro to my sweetling kidlet friend Miss N has the galloping uber nose faucet dreaded lurgies. No. Hell, no! I am hitting this thing with the full arsenal of anti-ick treatments.
Zinc. Enough vitamin C to choke mules. Lemon Balm tincture (a proven anti-viral). Tea Tree Oil swabs. Garlic. The weirdo Russian anti-sick thingie where you pour buckets of cold water over you head. Big Fucking Q (Nyquil, but Ro and I call it Big Fucking Q, mainly becaues it knocks you on your ass). Tea, amazing quantities of hot tea with honey! Saline nasal washes. NO NO NO SICK FOR ME THANKS.
So far, I've got the snifflies, and feel a tad off but not flat on my back OMG please shoot me now sick. Usually the above mentioned tactics, work. Me and my bod have an unspoken agreement. My bod knows I'm crazy, and will usually subject myself to the works, in terms of knocking whatever it is way outta my system before it can really get it's mits into me. Many of these treatments, while effective, taste DISGUSTING. I think I get well double quick because my body realizes, "OMG this is almost worse then being ill. Quick! Tell the immune system to step up production."
Oh, well, this could be worse. I'd rather fight off a cold now, in plenty of time before Arisia, then this time next week, right before the event. Wish me luck, friends.
Zinc. Enough vitamin C to choke mules. Lemon Balm tincture (a proven anti-viral). Tea Tree Oil swabs. Garlic. The weirdo Russian anti-sick thingie where you pour buckets of cold water over you head. Big Fucking Q (Nyquil, but Ro and I call it Big Fucking Q, mainly becaues it knocks you on your ass). Tea, amazing quantities of hot tea with honey! Saline nasal washes. NO NO NO SICK FOR ME THANKS.
So far, I've got the snifflies, and feel a tad off but not flat on my back OMG please shoot me now sick. Usually the above mentioned tactics, work. Me and my bod have an unspoken agreement. My bod knows I'm crazy, and will usually subject myself to the works, in terms of knocking whatever it is way outta my system before it can really get it's mits into me. Many of these treatments, while effective, taste DISGUSTING. I think I get well double quick because my body realizes, "OMG this is almost worse then being ill. Quick! Tell the immune system to step up production."
Oh, well, this could be worse. I'd rather fight off a cold now, in plenty of time before Arisia, then this time next week, right before the event. Wish me luck, friends.