Since becoming a teacher last month, I have caught three colds and the flu. It's absolutely amazing how little kids can be the carriers of the heinous cold & flu viruses that slay me, while they're running around and playing -- guiltless -- as I struggle to keep mucous from spilling onto my already spotted shirt.
This week I had outlived one cold only to be greeted with a new strain that hit me full bore 12 hours later. How many damn strains are there!, and is there another one in wait after I kick the one I have now?!
My ailments include painful coughs, severe sore throats, river-like runny nose, and mid-level pain headaches. I've been able to tamp down the symptoms with Vicks DayQuil, asprin, Throat Coat tea, and homemade chicken noodle soup.
One of my friends suggested four-ounce shots of wheat grass & zinc. The only problem is that I would most-likely have to make a visit to Whole Foods, a fine institution (I'm sure), but I have problems with that corporations.
Whole Foods is like the Wal-Mart for the elite; a harbinger for neighborhood gentrification and a over-priced magnet for the middle class' discretionary incomes. Shopping at Whole Foods gives some people I've observed the feeling of superiority, looking down their noses at me as I eat my sandwich of wheat bread, lettuce, tomato, avocado, onion, with my home-smoked chicken, that was purchased from the neighborhood grocer.
I digress
The freakin' colds I've experienced this year have frustrated me to no end. Having to bartend at my neighborhood bar and teach with a nasally voice scares my clients and students into thinking that they may be the next to take the handoff of my cold/flu baton.
And to top it all off, I hear from other teachers that I can count on being consistently sick for awhile until my internal immunity builds itself up. Great.