hack — cough — ACK!

It is mid-April in northeast Texas, which means THE POLLEN!  THE POLLEN!

Yes, the dreaded Seasonal Allergies from Hell have come back with the warmer temperatures and the humidity-towards-rain. I went to bed with the back of my throat starting to feel, well, so THICK that it was almost a chore to swallow.  YIKES.  So a couple of Benadryl and lots of water later,  I was able to fall asleep, even with that annoying sensation of needing to swallow even though there’s nothing in my throat other than histamines run amok.

Today was an adventure in trying to teach and then somewhat conduct a sign-in table for my college’s Literary and Fine Arts Festival, all the while hopped up on Chlortrimeton and Mucinex DM, of which my mega-mug of coffee did diddly-squat to counteract the “medicine head” side effect.  At one point, I was pointing out something at the screen behind me in one of my classes when I said — OUT LOUD — “Oooh, my hand.”

That’s when I stopped and had to explain why their professor apparently just had a, ahem, MOMENT.

Now, coming home from work this afternoon, my throat has started to feel thick again, in addition to an annoying little cough and my voice dropping an octave below my usual vocal range just in order for me to speak.  When I try to speak at my usual range, I sound like I have laryngitis.

To which I thought, upon realizing this, “Oh, this is GOOD.  I have three classes to teach tomorrow.  I have an award ceremony to present on Thursday. This is just so PEACHY KEEN that I can just burst with PUPPIES.”

My voice sounds like a mix of Brenda Vaccaro, Lucille Ball, and what you expect someone who declares,  “I’m on oxygen because I smoke six packs of Camel coffin nails a day since I was ten… and I’m 57 now, and I ain’t dead YET.”

All I can say is that I’m glad I’m no longer in a choir because — dang — it’d be impossible for me to hit those first soprano high notes… at least, not without herniating something vital. 🙂

Time for some herbal tea with lemon and honey, and off to bed.


About lizardqueen

If single-mothering were a paid job, I'd be rich. However, it doesn't, so I write (which doesn't pay the bills) and teach (which does). I'm overly-educated in the liberal arts, but that doesn't hinder my ability to be pragmatic and realistic. YAY.
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One Response to hack — cough — ACK!

  1. lizardqueen says:

    I figured out what my voice sounds like right now: Harvey Fierstein.

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