Saturday night we went out to eat and one of the restaurant employees – maybe the waiter or the busboy – was wearing a horrid cologne and waaaay too much of it. That set off my allergies of course, I must have sneezed a hundred thousand times. Mr. Skinny reminded me to wash my hands which I did.
Fast forward to Sunday morning and I woke up with a sore throat – great… a post-nasal drip sore throat! I even had to get up early because we had to go to Freshman Orientation for Mr. Skinny – he’s starting high school in August. Really! When did this happen?!?!??? I don’t remember agreeing to letting my kids grow up. Oops! I went off on a tangent…
I came in contact with a few hundred people there and I’m sure someone there was sick, and since my sinuses had been assaulted by awful cologne which led to the assault on my throat, my body was just primed to pick something up. And, let’s not forget the fact that some of my medications are immune-suppressants because Rheumatoid Arthritis is autoimmune and they want to slow my immune system down.
So by the time I went to bed last night I swear I had a low-grade fever, a sore throat, coughing, sneezing and this morning I woke up sounding like a frog. And because we don’t want to leave anyone out, my body aches because the fibromyalgia decided it would be cool to have a party and it invited the RA.
Maybe hiding under a rock isn’t too bad of an idea. I don’t think I’d get sick under there…
