Pseudoephedrine Saves SnackFace
Buongiorno! Thank you all for the get-well wishes. They worked!
Monday started a little roughly. I couldn’t sleep at all throughout the night. First my mind was too busy, then my nose wouldn’t stop clogging and itching, then I was frozen and needed to get up to put on a robe over my sweats, then I needed to find my sleep mask… all followed by my looking at the clock every single hour until my alarm went off at 6:45 a.m. You can see how this only exacerbated my already-present feelings of illness and exhaustion.
Thankfully, there is always breakfast to get things moving in a happier direction:
In the bowl: 1/3 C oat bran, 1 C water, 1/2 thinly sliced banana, cinnamon, nutmeg, sprinkle of flax, spoon of Naturally More. I haven’t mentioned this, but ever since I started to make oats stovetop, I haven’t turned back to my old microwaving ways. There too good stovetop to return to gummy, micro-ed oats:
I felt slightly more human after breakfast, and once dressed I booked it to the library to print off a copy of the barber shop story (a draft as rough as my oncoming infection). Then I headed to magazine feature writing where we read a piece by Eric Schlosser. Not my favorite, but always a learning experience.
Perhaps I didn’t enjoy the piece because I was distracted by the pain in my face. I felt as though someone had been trapped in my sinuses and was pounding against the surface to get out. I stayed after class long enough to chat with my professor about the barber shop piece (hi Dr. Price!), and then I needed to take action.
I don’t like to take medicine or pills for anything. I will wait until I can barely breathe, think, walk before I will take something. The sinuses needed it, though, and I couldn’t imagine getting through six more hours of class without relief. Thank you, CVS, for supplying me with pseudoephedrine- filled cold & sinus relief pills to save my face. And my day.
For lunch I wanted something warm and spicy:
To amp up the soup, I added chickpeas, crushed red pepper, chili powder and pepper. It was much needed. I have to say, though, that it was hard to resist the call of the crack wrap. I was trying my darndest to avoid dairy, as the consensus is that dairy feeds mucus. No thanks. For dessert, I took two cold & sinus pills with hot water and lemon. Mmm.
As I trekked back uptown for my afternoon classes, I already felt a difference. I could breathe more clearly, the pressure was lifting, my mood wasn’t as miserable. Gotta love over-the-counter goodies sometimes.
My afternoon snack was an unpictured Kashi TLC Roasted Almond Crunch bar, which was eaten somewhere between panicking about how I need to finish four weeks’ worth of work in two weeks, and hearing a gentleman singing and strumming on a stoop.
I was leaving the Scripps building when I heard a growl. Oh wait. No. That was singing. “I will always be your slave, your slave, your slave/ Until I’m in my grave, my grave, my grave.” Just the mood-lifter I needed before my last class!
Classes came to a close for the day as my stomach became furious with hunger. The second I stepped into my house, I washed my hands, put dinner course number two in the oven, then made dinner course number one. The cold veggies:
In the salad: spinach, romaine, celery, jicama, chickpeas, roasted almond slivers, raspberry vinaigrette, Country Bob’s All Purpose Sauce. I finished the cold veggies just in time for the warm to be finished baking:
That, my friends, is roasted brussels and cheetah…rutabaga. I forget what inspired me to pick up a rutabaga during my latest Wal-Mart trip, but I’m pleased that I did. I spiced ’em up with crushed red pepper, chili powder, pepper and salt (I rarely use salt, but I thought these would need it–they did). They aren’t as soft or sweet as sweet potatoes, but they aren’t as starchy and bland as regular potatoes. That being said, I don’t think I’ll pick up another one–they jsut aren’t as good as taters!
I Googled these to find that they are of the turnip family, and contain slightly more than 50% of your Vitamin C daily intake. Curious about brussels, I found that a serving of those contain 135% of your daily C intake. Hollaaa!
Temporarily, I was stuffed after that. After a half hour though, the sweet tooth came a-knocking. Fixed that with carob, Kamut and soy milk:
I got to work on a fact checking memo for the barber shop story after I ate the abovementioned fluff. This fact checking is tedious and time-consuming, but, understandably, necessary. I had to call the police department to double check the spelling of a name. Let’s hope I don’t have to call them for much more than that. Ever.
A couple hours into that, I got restless and cut up a baby watermelon for the week. Naturally, some of it was consumed in the process. As sweet as that was, I still wanted something else…chocolate. I have a huge stash of Newman’s Own Organics chocolate bars lying around, and I’ve been trying pieces here and there. This is just the first photographic representation because it was AMAZING combined with White Chocolate Wonderful peanut butter:
Does milk chocolate count as dairy? SHOOT! It was so good I had another piece just like that. I ended the night finishing my fact checking memo, then washing my face (just Proactiv) and plucking my grizzly brows. Goddess right here. Also, I got hungry at 1:30 a.m. and had snickerdoodle cookies 🙂
The good news is that I feel 12 times better, my eyebrows are groomed (the ‘stache too) and I’m feeling as though I’ll try to tackle a bit of a work out to start my long, work-filled Tuesday (three projects in one day–word). I hope all of you are off to great starts of your weeks!
Ciao for now,
QUESTION: What do you pluck? How regularly do you do so?
I pluck my eyebrows and sometimes stray ‘stache hairs regularly. When I say regularly I mean whenever I remember. I’m also bizarre and have tried to pluck stray armpit hairs. It was grossly fascinating. Just like me.
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