On Monday, I woke up with a sore throat. It wasn’t anything crazy, just that awkward lump that you immediately dread because this could be the beginning of something terrible. I dismissed it. I did not have time to get sick.
On Tuesday, I woke up and my throat was slightly worse. I instantly launched into panic mode and started asking everyone I could text/tweet/email/call/Facebook to share their secrets on avoiding sickness. My boyfriend said zinc pills and wearing so much clothing to bed that you “sweat the bad stuff out.” Another friend swore by EmergenC and tea. Some rando in a class told me to just chug water. My roommate said DayQuil was the only thing that would get me through the day. My mom recommended lots of orange juice and vegetables… but then again I feel like that’s her solution to most things.
I decided to do it all. I spent the rest of Tuesday taking DayQuil every four hours and drinking cups of EmergenC every six. It tasted horrific. When I wasn’t drinking the damn EmergenC crap, I drank water through a straw so I didn’t notice how much I’m ingesting. I made a smoothie in the evening and loaded it with spinach. My boyfriend called to ask why I didn’t buy zinc pills.
Today, I woke up and my throat didn’t feel any better. I cancelled my work shift and intramural game. I refused to succumb to sickness so I decided to rest. I continued with my regime of DayQuil, EmergenC, tea, water, orange juice, and vegetables. I go to the bathroom at least once every hour. I haven’t left this spot on my couch since 4 p.m, except to pee and eat vegetables and make more tea.
I guess I’m currently still in the process of not getting sick. I’m becoming so desperate, that I’m considering sleeping in my winter coat to “sweat the bad stuff out.” If this sore throat continues, I might even by zinc pills. But I can tell you the one thing I won’t do.