I've been feeling under the weather for a couple of days, although I'm not sure of the nature of that phrase. I know it means I don't feel 100 percent, but I don't know why it means that.
I can usually feel this coming on a day in advance—my head hurts, my throat is scratchy, I'm exhausted and my skin is sensitive. I let myself fall into bed the other night with the last ounce of energy I could muster, and I said, "Tomorrow I'm going to have bronchitis," because that's how it works. But the next day I didn't have bronchitis. I just had more of the same, only I felt even more tired, and I could tell my kick-ass immune system was doing its job. I had a slight fever, which I fought like a champion, but none of the other symptoms got any worse.
After a brief whine on Facebook, a bunch of people suggested I try a neti pot. It cleans the sinus cavities without medication and makes life grand, so they suggested. I have to say I've never heard of a neti pot, but after my niece described it as effective but gross, I wasn't keen on going out to find one in Small Town.
I decided to ignore the creeping illness instead and go about today's activity as if I was above the weather or right in line with it, or whatever, volunteering at the local food bank and interviewing its board members for a newspaper story. But ten minutes into the thing, and I had to beg off and go home. I sat still and knitted and watched movies all day, and still I'm in a fog, so maybe this neti pot is worth trying, I decided. I decided that until I saw this video. No thank you, dear Facebook friends and family. I will not be using this. Although I may use some of that whiskey for a toddy. You'll see what I mean after you watch this.