My weekend did not go as planned. Ladybug and I had a cold. Well, two colds, one each. Since she only wants her mama when she's sick, Coondog had to take her for a long drive Sunday just to give me a break so I could nap. Man, I love a good nap.
Ladybug was feeling much better yesterday with just some congestion bothering her. She thinks blowing her nose is a great fun so she used a lot of tissue. I figured the more she gets out the better and let her go for it. She was less excited about me digging out dried boogers that blocked her nasal passages but we got through it. Oh, the joys of parenting.
I ended up home early from work yesterday which I rarely do. I have a lot on my plate tax-wise this time of year so I threw every home remedy I could find at this cold. I drank warm peppermint tea and held the steamy cup by my face for maximum benefit. I ate cinnamon toast. Isn't cinnamon toast the perfect comfort food? Tasty and immune boosting I rested like no one's business. I ate a sandwich with mustard on it because the tumeric in it is supposed to help. Mustard is supposed to be medicinal in some way too so I was hoping for any fringe benefit I could get. I put children's vapo-rub on my feet because, really, what adult doesn't use treatments intended for kids? I spent some time sitting in the warm sun to get some vitamin D flowing through me. I watched a movie set in the early 1800's (this is a female specific cure-all). I also made sure Ladybug took part in all these things to keep her on the road to recovery.
Today I'm back at work. Who knows what it was that helped me? Maybe it was everything. Maybe it was time. Either way, I'm not 100% but I feel much better and don't mind having an excuse to eat more cinnamon toast. :)
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