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I Caught Scott’s Man Cold

I began crying this afternoon because my husband got to start his cold this weekend when I was not sick, but I’m stuck starting my cold while he’s still sick, too. 


My throat hurts, my sinuses are clogged, my stomach is cramping, my heart is skipping beats, my head aches, my eyes are on fire and EVEN MY CATS HAS FORSAKEN THE COUCH I’M LYING ON.

Huckle the Cat photo
Stop rolling your eyes at me, Huckle the Cat

Every time I get sick, I decide that I WILL ONLY BE SICK FOR 24 HOURS BECAUSE I AM VERY IMPORTANT even though I know colds peak between days 3 and 5 and can last for 14 days.  Even though I know that I will be ALL BETTER TOMORROW, this cold should actually peak between Friday and Sunday allowing me to completely freaking out in the middle of my panel on plugins for WordCamp Richmond this Saturday.

Scott’s Man Cold is also why I have no comment on world’s events for Thoughtful Thursday.  In this state of illness, I fluctuate between calling every single person hypocritical liars and initiating group hugs. {shudder} {probably the fever}

I’m hoping to survive. My family feels 50/50 about this.

Alex Iwashyna

Alex Iwashyna went from a B.A. in philosophy to an M.D. to a SAHM, poet and writer by 30. She spends most of her writing time on, a humor blog (except when it's serious) about her husband fighting zombies, awkward attempts at friendship, and dancing like everyone is watching. She also has a soft spot for culture, politics, and rude Southern people who offend her Yankee sensibilities. She parents 2 elementary-aged children, 1 foster baby, 3 cats, and 1 puppy, who are all Southern but not rude. Yet.

13 thoughts to “I Caught Scott’s Man Cold”

  1. Oh, no! Not the man cold! May you heal miraculously. (I had a cold for two weeks and was pretty sure I would simply die. That or be forgotten since I lost the ability to speak in addition the the ability to breath or think. Wait, isn’t that death?)

  2. I so dread cold season. Definitely for getting a cold myself, but more so for my husband and child getting a cold. They are so unforgiving when they are sick. My husband has gotten better about it though, as I regularly remind him of his ridiculous man cold symptoms he has displayed in the past, as well as his horrible lack of empathy when I am the only one laid up on the couch.
    Good luck to you all!

  3. I totally get it. I am the biggest whiner possible when sick and my husband doesn’t understand pampering. Like, how about just ASK me if i need anything. And stop asking me if I need to go to the hospital. Please let me know if I can bring you anything! Not sure I can find a new throat for you though. I do have limits.

  4. I’m sorry you’re sick. I hope you feel better.

    And, OMG, I have a black cat too! It looks JUST like yours.

    Also? I was in Richmond last weekend and forgot to tell you. Again. Damn it!

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