It's 9:20 as I write this, having slept in until nearly nine along with Evie. Beth was up early, getting organized, and is out shopping. Rami is up and relaxing, and I am increasingly fed up with my cough — nothing seems to help.
Yesterday was much the same as the days before, leaving me little to report beyond a lingering sense of self-pity. What a wimp. Rami also had a rough day, so Evie found herself looking after both of us. Beth was at school administering state tests to sixth graders — a thankless task.
I spent much of the day in the bedroom, keeping my distance from Rami, and discovered that I enjoy sitting outside on the front steps, simply breathing in the fresh air. I enjoyed scrambled eggs as a mid-morning snack and took a shower around noon, hoping it would lift my spirits. For lunch, I opened a can of Greek avgolemono soup, but it was so tart I saved half for dinner.
I'm realizing this blog has become entirely about me when it ought to be about Evie and the family. My apologies. I napped on and off throughout the day and kept myself hydrated with water and warm lemon-honey drinks, hoping to quiet the cough. Beth had a dentist appointment and didn't make it home until around six, clearly worn out from her day. Evie had planned to cook dinner, but decided no one was particularly hungry, so we settled on leftovers.
Once Beth was home, I finished my soup for dinner and tried something from Trader Joe's — Kim Bap, a Korean rice roll with tofu, vegetables, and seaweed. Evie had a salad, while Beth and Rami worked through the leftover Greek spaghetti. We watched a couple of cooking competition shows on Netflix, but by 8:30, Evie was ready for bed. I stayed up to catch some of the NBA playoffs on Prime, joined by Rami. Beth dozed off on the couch with her lesson plans. By 10:30, we were all headed to bed, hoping for a better night.
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Tom , you might try a little rum or whiskey with that hot lemon and honey drink. When I was a kid , we went to Greece for spring break , and I had this cough I couldn’t get rid of. It was non stop from Istanbul till after we crossed the border . Finally my dad pulled over and fired up the camp stove , and my mom made me some hot lemonade with honey and rum . They didn’t care how young I was .It really did the trick and I don’t remember coughing for the rest of spring break.
ReplyDeleteTom Baba, Have they checked pneumonia which might have a sly and stealthy course but might reveal itself in a lingering cough?Sorry for our lay diagnostic guesses. We wish you well. T.
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