Not a loving hand has touched my weedy winter-kill of a garden for almost a month as I write from Day Six of an upper respiratory virus worthy of a Sultan...
So sorry you've been hit with that crud. Close your eyes and indulge the fantasies...and reflect back on Turkey...or enjoy a smutty movie or novel until you can exact your vengeance upon those gobbling weeds.
OK...i hate it when people do this to me because they almost never lead without this acknowledgment: You may already use this but just in case you do not/have not: Here is what I do that you may find useful for the future.
I have found that Zicam works for me--if I start using it as soon as I feel the first twinges of a virus kicking in...the original "squirt up the nose" product. I never travel without it. And saline solutions. It sounds absolutely gross, but since viruses very often get into us via the nose, "irrigation" is an incredibly effective practice both for prevention and for "unclogging" if clogged.
It's the bloody air on those planes.
Sorry. I could no longer resist the urge to share my "what works for me" plug.
OK - I'll put in my 2 cents - Sambucol. It's elderberry extract which is a natural anti-viral and immune booster. I do hope you start to feel better really soon. Linda
I find that a cold lasts 14 days if I treat it aggressively and a full two weeks if I don't.
I hope you feel better soon. Everybody hates Travel Crud.
How bad is your garden? The star jasmine is blooming here in Southern California, making the night smell so spicy. The hot winds totaled my Iceland Poppies (the California poppies were fine with it) so I replaced them with the Southern California summer staple, marigolds. The iris are done for the year. My gladiolas never came up. I suspect something ate the bulbs. Oh well, it just gives me an excuse to go wild this fall with new layers of glads here and there.
Few days later, I'm at least up and dressed, doing naturopathics and all sorts of herbals to move this thing along (thanks for the Sambucol tip). Grateful for your concern, this weekend's forecast of sunshine is bound to help (me, anyway, but my poor garden, it deserves a worthier gardener).
I had the same thing...and it hit just as the Swine flu info hit the news. Everyone was convinced I had it...except me and the doctors. One week in bed...solid. Next week, functioning but very slowly. The whole month was a bust. I had weeds as tall as me!
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