When you're sick, you learn new things about your body. For instance, I never realized my phlegm could be lime green with little chunks in it. Rather interesting. I also learned that I can sleep for 15 hours and not regret it.
OK, I lied about the last thing. I always knew I could sleep for 15 hours and not hate myself.
But the most valuable lesson I have now learned is to never forsake the NyQuil. In my last attempt to battle a cold, I purchased Tylenol Cold Nighttime. Sunday night I popped two Tylenol tabs and hoped for a restful, if drugged sleep.
Didn't happen. I woke up three or four times in a coughing fit as an alien attempted to claw its way out of my throat.
Monday, during a break from work, I picked up NyQuil caplets and Theraflu. I got home from work at 8:15 p.m., tired and still sick. I promptly took NyQuil and fell asleep at 8:20 p.m.
I slept like a baby. A baby that woke up twice in a coughing, wheezing fit. But it was still the best damn sleep I got in a long time.
I love you NyQuil! I'll never abandon you again for some cheap cherry-flavored tart that promises restful, narcotic sleep, but doesn't deliver.
To hell with marijuana, heroin and cocaine. I've got NyQuil to take care of my needs.
2 comments:
Hee for the Denis Leary reference!
NyQuil: the only substance in the world that tastes like red and green.
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