Post Nasal Drip

Gross I know. Yesterday, I went to the Pitt clinic here at work. I wanted to make sure I wasn’t getting sick again. As of Sunday, I had some congestion again. I didn’t have it on Saturday.

The Pitt Clinic said my ears and throat look really good. However, I do have some post nasal drip. She recommended Zyrtec D (from behind the counter. I had to show my ID), and flonase. I am to do this for 48 hours and I should be better, and have more relief. I was thankful that it wasn’t bacterial or viral.  I went to Rite Aid and got the Zrytec D and the flonase, Puffs tissues, and two bottles of Core Water (they were on sale 2/$4.00). I love Core water and Fiji Water. Life water is pretty good too. I am water snob. I drank so much water this morning, and into the afternoon.

When I got back to the office, I took the Zyrtec when I got back to the office, and did the Flonase. It really worked quickly. I told Drew and he was glad I was getting sick again. I guess I just have to be patient and this will go away on its own.

When we got home, Drew stayed back and didn’t go to the gym. I made us soup and him a grilled a cheese and we just relaxed. This was his first week back to work after his sickcation.

Walk Through Schenley Park

On Friday, I was finally feeling like myself again! I went walking with Lindsay. We walked past Phipps Conservatory and up through Schenley Park. It was so nice out and so hot. I got a good walk in. I felt productive and so much better.

When we got back to the office, it started to rain. We made it just in time. I was so sweaty and gross. I went to the bathroom and washed off my face. I  was glad to be back to being active again. I would like to go walking again with Lindsay one day.

When I sat down at my desk, the afternoon went by so fast. I was ready for the weekend. Drew was diagnosed with strep, so he hasn’t been to work. He will go back next Monday. When I got home, we ordered pizza for dinner. I felt like I deserved it and neither one of us wanted to cook anyways.

Back to the Gym

This morning Drew woke up not feeling good. He said, his throat was sore. I thought oh great! He is getting sick. I felt bad for him. We parted ways once we got to Oakland. He was feeling off all day. We kept in touch via messenger.

At lunch, I went to the Greek Food Festival with Nancy and Wynn. Last year was my first year going with them. Last year, I waited in line last year for a gyro that took forever! I should have ordered ahead.  Wynn and I both wanted a gyro but were not going to wait in line for it. We went inside to the dining area and placed our order. I ordered a Greek Meatball, and one piece of spanikopita. I tried to maintain my willpower, but I broke down and bought a piece of the pasta flora for desert. I figured I was going to go to the gym tonight anyway.

Once we got our food, we went outside and took a seat at a table. We chatted and ate and talked about the latest things. Before we left Nancy, wanted to buy some Loukomades. They had some to sample. I asked her what they were. She said, “they have a sample try one.” I picked one up that was attached to the stick. I took a bite and said, “Oh my God that tastes so good.” She cracked up laughing. I didn’t buy any. I just wanted one.

When we got back to the office, the carb coma sent in early, but until next year!

After work, I met up with Drew and he looked miserable. I felt so bad for him. We didn’t say much on the way home. I asked if he wanted me to stay with him this evening. He said, no he is just going to go bed. When we got home, he went upstairs and went to bed. I asked him if he wanted me to wake him up when I got home? He said, “Yes.” I got ready to go to the gym.

When I arrived to the gym, I have to admit I was nervous. I was nervous to get back into the routine again. Thankfully it wasn’t too packed. I was able to get on treadmill and not be surrounded by others. I started out at 1.5 incline and 3.5 speed for 5 mins, then kicked up the speed to 4.1 for 2 mins, then ran for a minute at a 5.6 speed. I repeated this formula for 30 mins. I was sweating like a hog. It felt so good.

Once I was done on the treadmill, I did some strength training arms and hips and then I was done for the day. I went home to my sick husband.

When I went home, I got out of the car and saw my neighbor Amy. She invited Drew and I to her house on Saturday. She is having family and friends over for a cook out. I was grateful she offered. I asked her what time? and she said, around 1pm but probably won’t eat until about 4pm. I told her I did have to work at RMU’s commencement that morning, but I would be over after. I told her I am there just for the morning and to get it started, so I should be available, but Drew is sick he has a sore throat and is laid up, but if he can’t make it I still will attend for a bit. I asked her what I could bring and she said a dessert. I can’t go anywhere empty handed.

When I walked into the house, I went upstairs to my sick husband and kissed his forehead. He woke up and I said, “do you want some soup?” he whispered, “Yes.” I went downstairs and made soup, and put some chicken drumsticks in the oven. I felt so bad for him. He looked so sick. While he ate, I told him about Amy’s party on Saturday if he is up to it, but I am not sure we should have Mother’s Day dinner in case you aren’t feeling well. He agreed. After he ate, he went to go lay down. I sat on the couch, while he slept on the floor.

When the chicken was done, I put them on plate to cool down, and put the baking sheet in the sink to soak with hot water and soap. I ate a piece of chicken and walked into the living room and he opened his eyes and asked if the chicken was good? I laughed and said, ‘Yes, do you want some?” he nodded and smiled. I said, “do you want me to pull the meat off the bone for you?” he said, “yes, please.” I put some chicken in a bowl for him and gave him a fork. He ate almost two helpings. He perked up a little after. I cleaned up the kitchen and went upstairs to take a shower.

After my shower, I got changed into pjs and went back downstairs to kiss him on the forehead. I told him I was going to go lay down and I will see him when he comes up to bed.  I hope he feels better soon.


Gyno & the Avengers End Game

This morning, I had a gyno appt at 8:30am. Originally, today was my planned sick day from work. Drew took Thursday and Friday as vacation days. He needed to take a couple days so he wouldn’t lose them.

When we arrived at the gyno, I checked in on the screen and took a seat. Everyone there was pregnant and with their spouse. I looked at Drew and said, “We are the only ones not pregnant.” We both shared a little giggle. They took forever to call me back. I had an 8:30am appt and I didn’t get back into the examining room until 8:45am. Drew had a dentist appt and was hoping this wasn’t going to take too long. I undressed and put my gown on and then then took a seat on the examining chair. I never had to wait at the gyno. I was always in and out. Drew ended up taking an Uber home, and getting his car so he could make it on time for his Dentist appt.

Shortly after Drew left the room, the gyno came in and I she apologized for the wait. I told her not to worry. I didn’t want to make big deal out of it. There are other things in life to fret over. She examined me and all is well. When she was finished, I sat back and covered up. She left the room and I changed back into my clothes. All good for another year!

When I went outside, I called Drew and told him I was on my way to meet him at the Dentist. He just sat in the examining chair. When I arrived to the dentist, I sat in the waiting room. I am reading the book titled, Trapped with Ms. Arias by Kirk Nurmi. I have never been so glued to trial before. When the Jodi Arias trial was on television, I never missed an episode. I made sure to DVR it and watch it in the evening. I worked during the day, but at night I got caught up, or I would watch it live with my parents in the living room. It’s not the kind of thing you want to watch with your parents all the things they discuss in the trial, but it was so good and so interesting. It really was a hot topic for awhile and still is.  After this book, I will read the one from the prosecutor. It feels so good to read for pleasure again.

When Drew came out into the waiting area, we said goodbye to Donna the receptionist, then were off. We had some time to kill before the movie, so we got breakfast a First Watch. I haven’t been to a First Watch, since I visited Florida (I know what you are thinking, all this running around and I am supposed to be laid up sick.)  I had the Bacon Avocado omelet with home fries and 6 grain bread. It was so good. I could only eat half. I was getting full quickly.

After breakfast, we went to Cinemark to see Avengers End Game! I was so excited. I love Captain Marvel. She is my favorite. I used my inhaler before the movie, and tried not too cough too much, but I did blow my nose a lot. The movie was so good! I can’t wait for another one! Thor was hilarious (I won’t ruin it). It was my favorite Avenger’s movie so far.

After the movies, we went home and I spent the rest of the evening relaxing and resting.

Breathing Treatment

This morning, Drew worked from home and I laid on the couch.

Around 11:30am, we went to the Doctors for my breathing treatment and to get my medical excuse rewritten. It has to say why I was out of work on the following dates and the date that I am able to return to work. The breathing treatment really worked and so did the inhaler. I can’t wait to be 100%. While we were at the doctor’s, I asked if I was okay to go see Avenger’s End Game tomorrow? She said, “Yea, just bring your inhaler.”

After my breathing treatment, we went home and I spent the day resting on the couch and watching MTV reruns and movies.



This morning, I tried to make it to work. I was on the way to Oakland, but I just kept coughing, a nasty productive cough. This was my last day of antibiotics. I emailed work and told them that I wasn’t going to come in. I was going to head to the doctors since today was my last day of antibiotics.

When we got to Pitt, Drew went to work and I took the car and went to my parents.  I didn’t want to drive all the way back to Moon just yet. I snuggled my dogs and called the Doctors. I made a 2:30pm appointment. I was glad they could get me in last minute. I haven’t been to my PCP in over a year, which I guess is a good thing, but I am due for my annual.

Around 11:30am, I went home and laid on the couch until it was time to go to the Doctors. I watched reruns of Laguna Beach. I loved that show.

When I arrived to the Doctors, she scolded me for not making my annual and waiting so long to come see her. They got my records from MedExpress. She told me that they only way to reset my system is to take a steroid. I told her they make me fat. She laughed and said, she will put me on a low dose for only three days. I said, “okay.” She gave me a breathing treatment which felt so good in my chest. She said, I was wheezing and wasn’t able to catch full breath. She ordered me an inhaler, as well. She told me to come back tomorrow for a breathing treatment if I wanted and to schedule my annual once I am better. She diagnosed me with bronchitis. I am not to return to work until Monday, May 6th! I was shocked. She told me to do nothing but rest and eat chicken noodle soup.

When I left the examining room, I was handed my excuse to be out of work. All I had to do now was go home and relax. Once, I was in the car, I called my boss and left her a voicemail. I updated my out-of-office e-mail. I called Drew and told him the news. He felt so bad for me and asked me if there is anything I need. I asked him to please stop on the way home to get my prescriptions.

When I got home, I laid down on the couch and waited for Drew to arrive home. He left work around 3:30pm and stopped home to get my prescriptions and pick up dinner. He bought chicken, a frozen pizza, and more soup for me. I am so grateful for him. We rested and he watched reruns of The Hills with me.



Sunday, I woke up increasingly worse. I was so congested and worse. I probably shouldn’t have gone to the wedding, but I did. I laid around all day, coughed, and blew my nose.

Monday, I still wasn’t 100% I e-mailed work in the morning and said I was going to take another sick day. I stayed on the couch and watched movies from the 2000’s Valentine and Josie and the Pussycats.