So I called. What am I supposed to say? I have a really bad cold. Yeah. But there's pain running across my face, under my cheekbones and into my ears, and the mucus is thick and yellow. So I called.
Doc has me on some whomper horse pill antibiotics for seven days. I hate antibiotics. I hate pain more. Even more I hate blowing my raw nose. So last night I tried the spiced drink again, adding less brandy this time. Sudafed. Ibuprofen for the pain. And went to sleep. Yes. Sleep. With intermissions for nose blowing.
I'm going back to sleep now. Just for one more day. I figure I'll be all better by tomorrow, right?
Until I write again ...