Prescription Meds

Well it's a new week and my flu has now nicely settled in. Exactly four days before my bachelor's party. Determined not to be sick on Saturday I went to the Doc yesterday afternoon with one simple instruction: "Make me better. Quickly." Needless to say she has prescribed enough medication to treat most of the people living in sub Sahara Africa. I'll be surprised if I ever get sick again after I finish the course of meds she's got me on.

As it is I'm not the biggest pill popper in the world, in fact I would rather cough and sneeze myself to a gradual recovery than take pharmaceuticals, however as time is of the essence I have resorted to a daily dose of pills which for the next four days take the place of dinner.

Change of subject, I have slowly begun following more and more blogs as time has passed and especially since starting my own. I do this for a few reasons, but mainly for inspiration, as a good few bloggers that I follow have become authors of their own books, which often follow the theme of their blogs. Not that I want to publish a book. Ok maybe one day, but I follow them more for their style of writing and as mentioned for inspiration.

Once such blog I came across recently is entitled Bete de Jour which is a blogger's recording of his day to day life as a ugly man and ultimately his search for love whilst fighting his feelings of inadequacy. Not only is this a funny journey, but also superbly written and very entertaining.

Anyhow looking forward to getting through this week and regaining my health for what I'm sure will be a very interesting weekend.

It's finally happened

Well it's finally happened. I've put it off for nearly a year, proudly fighting it every singe day, smug in the knowledge that I was winning, until today.

Yip it feels like I'm getting flu.

Now before you panic and start jumping to illogical conclusions about my recent travels and the possibility of swine flu, let me ease your mind that overall I feel strong like bull except that right at the back of my throat it feels like there's a little piece of sandpaper that's rubbing against my esophagus. and so I arrived at this office this morning armed with a new tub of Viral Choice (which I swear by, Debs however thinks the only thing they good for is heartburn) and some of those throat lozenges sweets that make your tongue go numb. Which is not a bad thing, except in meetings where the phrase 'tongue tied' takes on a whole new meaning.

I digress, anyway I'm hoping that armed with my vitamins and lozenges I will fight this bug and win. I have to win. At all costs. Why?

Because I have a bachelor party coming up folks and I can't be running around with a box of tissues on my bachelors.

Can you imagine the story:"No there was no strippers or alcohol, but don't worry the abundant supply of Vicks vapour rub made up for it." I don't think so.