This cold is really frustrating.
Usually Nyquil will do the trick and knock me out to stay in bed and allow my body to take the time it needs to fight off the virus.
But Nyquil has not come to my aid with this cold. I tossed and turned most of last night, and each turn resulted in another racking cough. And you do not want to know any more about productivity.
So, this morning, I drove to my doctor to discover I am one of many people with the same condition in town. She wrote a prescription for two drugs. But, before I left, she wanted to check my blood pressure.
I thought that was the least of my worries. But the readings were 110 over 95. She did not like that. Too close together.
As all good doctors do, she then checked my pulse. I drew to a pair with my systolic reading. Usually, it never gets higher than 80.
She grabbed my prescriptions, removed one of the drugs, and told me to come back tomorrow.
And I will.
There is nothing to be alarmed about. I will stop taking the Nyquil and take the one drug she gave. I already feel a bit better after taking a short nap.
But it is a rather awkward time to have guests in the house.
