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November 2, 2005

Scurvy

Today I am sick.

This happens every autumn, from as long as I can easily remember. Some autumns are better than others, but it always happens. Leaves dry, turn, fall, and it rains. And with the leaves, the rain and chill, my allergies begin. This manifests itself in a nasal drip that makes my throat raw. This lasts for about a week, my body gets over it and I’m fine. In the meantime I drink a lot of fluids in attempt to get it to stop.

When I was younger, my mother would try to cure this with an old recipe of Rum and Honey which I never really liked. To this day I have problems with a hot toddy, which is really too bad because I otherwise like the drink.

Part of what made the sore throats so bad was because I would invariably end up with a cold. My sore throat would turn into a flemmy throat, which would usually turn into a sinus-heavy head-cold. Again, all I need do is make it through a week and I’ll be fine.

But sometimes I get a fever. And sometimes I get the chills. And in extreme cases, like last year, I get bronchitis. I am, in truth, the sickly little kid, but all grown up and dealing with it. My brother has a friend with a disease where he does not heal from any wound, ever. Bones do not knit, punctures do not seal. I have to assume he stops bleeding because he’s still alive, and one of five people in America with this condition. So in the face of that, how can I complain?

But today, I am sick. This is my Fall Cold, and in a week I’ll be fine.

Posted by jenkins at November 2, 2005 2:08 PM

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