For just over a week SO and I have been battling the sniffles in various stages. Looks like we are winning slowly, but the war is not yet over.
In our corner we had fighting with us and our immune system; nasal spray – putting a neat dent in the sniffle attack. Paper tissues, which seem to multiply faster around the house than they can be filled. Paracetamol; we have a lot of this weapon but use it sparingly. The hot bath (steaming hot) with or without essential oils (Eucalyptus, Mint etc.) Last but not least for me as a weapon anti-histamine.We also have sleep/bed, as our default retreat area, however we need the weapons first before we can have some time to recuperate there. We also thank the availability of our ally; cool air and wind to walk through and giving moral support in the battle.
The latter is as in the corner of the sniffles the dust is fighting in that corner aggravating my sniffles and quite frankly muddling what is what in my immune system. Of course in that corner we also find the sniffling co-worker and work becomes virus exchange central. The rain is working in that corner with the viruses and I have to admit the virus attacks did nearly get past the immune system defenses.
At stages we were not sure on which side our noses were fighting. Blocking our attacks, but also allowing in the healing properties of steam and essential oils. But there have been times where we considered chopping off the offending nose (and head even) and if it weren’t for the disfigurement and severely shortening life would have thought it more through. Thankfully the cotton balls fluffing about in our brain stopped most of our destructive thinking. In fact it stopped a lot of our thinking full stop.
Though SO and I managed to keep well enough to be working it has been hard and SO’s training has been suffering a lot. It did not help that for reasons probably only known in the cotton head cloud we decided to have two massive social weeks during the week. This strategy did impact on the sleep treatment and is probably one of the reasons why we both still have a cough that on occasion sounds as if we want to expel those lungs (which we don’t really). But even that is now getting less and we are feeling that we are slowly winning. At this stage sleep seems to only thing left that we need to do to get rid of the last remnants of this winter’s sniffle war