Friday Ferretblogging: House of Sick Edition

No, not the weasels, thank God. Just the humans. I contracted some kind of vicious plague on Christmas Eve, managed to tough it out through Christmas morning and then collapsed into a NyQuil haze for 72 hours. During which time Mr. A had to pack the car, cancel the remainder of our trip, drug my sick ass up and drag me home and into bed. He then spent the next couple of days handling our whole lives like a boss while I whined and complained and hacked up bits of my lungs.

As a reward he’s now come down with whatever unholy hybrid of chest cold/flu/fever this is. Everybody take handfuls of vitamin C RIGHT NOW. I haven’t been knocked on my ass like this in ten years. When I said I wanted to spend a couple of days in bed eating Christmas cookies and still lose five pounds, I should have been more specific.

The beasties have been remarkably patient with the lack of attention they’re getting, is the upshot. They’ll probably give me another day or so before they trash the cage and hide the car keys under the piano, but for now they’re using their adorableness to cheer me right up:



5 thoughts on “Friday Ferretblogging: House of Sick Edition

  1. Sorry to hear the plague has come avisiting.
    This tea will clear your lungs. It’s sorta gritty, but everyone who has tried it got the crud out faster than they ever imagined:
    In a 12 ounce mug:
    2 green tea bags
    1 teaspoon ginger– fresh ground is best, dry works fine
    1 teaspoon turmeric (or you can get it in a capsule form, and wash two down with the tea)
    1 sprig of fresh rosemary, or 2 teaspoons dry in a tea ball
    local honey to taste
    let steep for 5-minutes. Drink.
    repeat every 3-4 hours.
    You’ll see results, and feel a LOT better by the next day.
    I promise. Every ingredient has a function in clearing your lungs. It’s good medicine!

  2. I’m so sorry you are sick.
    There are two kinds of flu this year. I hope you did not have either one. We have already started having flu casualties, here in the PNW. Also, I don’t think casualties is a very good word for deaths. There is nothing casual about it.

  3. I don’t know what kind of plague you have, but mine has had me in its clutches for two months now. Bored now, want to be better (hack, cough, sputter).
    And critters are usually quite sensitive about such things; yours are probably talking among themselves about homeopathy and whether you have a humidifier in your room. And whether it’s breakfast time yet. It could be breakfast time, and maybe you’re so sick you forgot. That, of course, is unacceptable, but I’m sure that they’ll let you know, because they’re helpful that way.

  4. Here’s to your feeling better real soon! After having THE worst “summer cold” I’d had in probably 30 years this past summer, I dutifully got my flu shot in November only to have caught another motherfucker of a cold the week before Christmas. I spent my birthday (the day of the anticipated Mayan apocalypse), Christmas Eve, Day and now heading for the New Year with a full snot box and a cough that sounds like something out of a TB sanitarium.

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