Yesterday I stayed home from work… For a few days now I’ve been feeling the effect of a bad cold with a bad sore throat, but on Wednesday night, I could feel my sinuses getting stuffed and the horrible headache that come with it… I went to bed around 10 pm which is the norm for me. Fearing that this would be the night it would start the post nasal dripping, therefore inducing night coughing, DR suggested that I rubbed my feet with Vicks Vap-O-Rub and put on socks to sleep, he’s read somewhere that this would prevent the coughing fit in the middle of the night.

I woke up at 1:43, not able to breath properly, my nose all plugged up, head banging like a constant midnight at Notre-Dame… I made my way to the washroom and took some DayQuil pills, it is the only thing I found works for me. After blowing my nose a dozens of time, I make my way back to bed. DR is still sleeping soundly. Luckyyyyyyy.

I laid there for a bit, tissue in hand, wiping and blowing. It just won’t stop. The headache won’t go away either. I get up again to go blow my nose outside the bedroom, it’s so loud… And again… And again…

I came back in the bedroom at 2:24, fully awake by then after a half hour of nose-blowing. I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep. I noticed DR was not sleeping as soundly as before so I cautiously say: “I can’t sleep, do you mind if I watch TV?” He grunted something back, I translated it that it was ok… And then , the TV marathon of my Thursday started:

First I watched the end of The Boston Strangler with Tony Curtis. I had seen that movie when I was much younger and never since. I was happily surprised the great use of split-screening. That was followed by a “Making Off” documentary of The Boston Strangler in which they talked how this movie was supposed to revive Curtis’ career but didn’t when he wasn’t nominated for an Oscar, but also the director explained the many use of split-screening…

After that the very classic Carrie came on. I’ve always like that movie. Plug it up, plug it up, plug it up!

Then I noticed it was 5:03 and should try to get some sleep, I laid on my stomach with the hope that the dripping would continue to come out my nose and not go down my throat. I woke up an hour later, totally plugged up again, head still banging. I went to the office and called work to say I wouldn’t be coming in.

DR was supposed to get up at 5:30 to go to the gym but I guess he had a restless night so he stayed in bed until it was time to get ready for work.

I had turned on the television and was watching Breakfast Television while he was getting ready making his lunch. And then I got a bit colder and pulled on the sheet-duvet-blanket combo to cover my shoulders but for some reason all I managed to do was tear a big rip in the duvet with feathers flying about. I could’ve laughed, I evend couldn’t cried, but I was so drained by that time that all I could do was nothing. I continued to watch this brainless tv morning show. When DR got back in the room I told him what had happened and as he was leaving to go to work, he brought me the sewing kit and for 25 minutes, I patched back that stupid rip in the duvet, feathers all around… so fun. Since I couldn’t take anymore Breakfast Television, I tuned in to a Jeff Bridges movie called Blown Away… not good.

After I finished sewing, I had no choice but to get the vaccum out… which of course sent the cat in a freak panic as he hates the vaccum.

I was suddenly hungry. I made toasted a bagel and made myself a tea, and went back to bed with the breakfast. I didn’t feel like watching what was on tv so I went to get a couple of movies I owned but hadn’t watched yet. The first one was Les Plouffes, a Quebec made film from 1981 about a family living in Quebec City before and during the the second world war. The movie is almost 3 hours and is never boring, it’s a big slice of life that anyone coming from a French-Canadian background. All this time GeorgeHamilton sleeping curled up next to me.

When the movie finished, I made another bagel and another tea and blew my nose another dozens of time. I realized the headache was finally gone, unless I moved my head quickly that is. I then put on The Venture Bros. DR and I have been watching the first 2 season on DVD lately and I always fall asleep during the episodes, not because it’s not the best cartoon out there, it is, but because normally, I can’t watch tv in bed and not fall asleep within 10 minutes. So since we had only one episode left on the second season and it was a Part 2, I decided to watch the Part 1 episode again, for the 3rd time and try to make it without snoring before the end. I did it. That show is very funny if you ever get your hands on it…

Next on the list was Young Sherlock Holmes, a movie I saw mid-80′s and couldn’t remember much about it until I read a review of it in a magazine a few months back. I saw it at HMV for $6 and bought it. I put it on and withing 15 minutes, I was sleeping, well, in and out of sleep, but enough to not really follow the movie… I woke up for the big fight at the end… Hungry.

I got up and made myself a comfort-food snack: a peanut butter – jelly sandwich with an herbal tea… and took it all to bed with me. GeorgeHamilton joined me once again. It was 2:37 by then. I decided to give my Charlie’s Angels DVD a chance and watched 4 episodes while waiting for DR to come home. I made popcorn in between 2 episodes but couldn’t really eat any. DR came home and took care of dinner which was great and we ate in bed watching the end of the Charlies Angels episodes, which he hates, but did a lot of surfing on his iPhone. Life was good, even with nose blowing and body aching.

At 7:30, I took my sorry ass out of bed and moved to the living room so we could watch Survivor on the bigger tv. After Survivor was CSI, which I went back to watch in bed, took some more DayQuil and finally fell asleep again shortly after, usually I never make it to the end of CSI when watching it in bed.

This morning I woke up stuffed up but no headache. I’m about to jump in the shower to get ready for work. Let’s see how the day goes, but I know it will not be one of those luxurious lazy day in front of the tv…

I had not done this in a long, long, long time. I only use the term luxurious for this lazy day because I didn’t have anyone yell at me for getting their speeding tickets, or having their license suspended… The only people yelling at me all day long were actors and I gladly let them.

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