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Last night I slept fitfully, dreaming constantly that I was trying to swallow. I woke up at 4am with so much phlegm in my throat that I couldn't get back to sleep. I went to the family room to sleep sitting up, and managed that for a bit, but by the time that the folks had headed off to Easter service, my throat ache had become hellaciously bad. So bad that I couldn't figure out how I was going to get through the day. It seems like an impossibly long period of time, much as I felt when I was sitting around last year with my kidney-stone pain. And I couldn't imagine boarding a plane in a few short days.
But I started sucking on ice cubes and that helped, and then my dad came home with some ibuprofen and chloraseptic and that helped. But the biggest help of all was when we went out to Lappert's ice cream in the afternoon. I had a scoop of a chocolate mix (with hot fudge, of course!) and for an hour or so afterward my throat was without pain for the first time in days.
With all that said, I certainly don't regret this vacation in any way.
I'm away from my normal routine, I'm relaxing, I'm destressing. I'm hanging out with the wife and my dad and Mary. I'm getting to enjoy a wonderful landscape. I'm just physically miserable: but I could be at home too. (And at home I'm probably be stupid enough to try and work.)
The highlight of today was definitely the hour or so that my dad, Kimberly, and I sat at a table outside Lappert's, first enjoying our ice cream, then talking, all in the shade on a balmy Hawaiian day.
But I am certainly hoping that I sleep well tonight, which I haven't for three nights, and that my throat pain has ratcheted down by the morning.
But I started sucking on ice cubes and that helped, and then my dad came home with some ibuprofen and chloraseptic and that helped. But the biggest help of all was when we went out to Lappert's ice cream in the afternoon. I had a scoop of a chocolate mix (with hot fudge, of course!) and for an hour or so afterward my throat was without pain for the first time in days.
With all that said, I certainly don't regret this vacation in any way.
I'm away from my normal routine, I'm relaxing, I'm destressing. I'm hanging out with the wife and my dad and Mary. I'm getting to enjoy a wonderful landscape. I'm just physically miserable: but I could be at home too. (And at home I'm probably be stupid enough to try and work.)
The highlight of today was definitely the hour or so that my dad, Kimberly, and I sat at a table outside Lappert's, first enjoying our ice cream, then talking, all in the shade on a balmy Hawaiian day.
But I am certainly hoping that I sleep well tonight, which I haven't for three nights, and that my throat pain has ratcheted down by the morning.