Whipping the cold

I sniffled through the sermon Sunday morning but still had compliments.  We came directly home, and I did my normal arrangements for next Sunday although Wayne is supposed to substitute for me.  I just entered the attendance figures onto the calendar and gathered the readings, order of service and prayers to give him.  I took them over to his park model in the afternoon but just had to leave it since he was not at home.  I returned home for lunch and a nap.  I dozed in front of the TV while the NFL playoffs were held.  I decided I was not too ill and invited a couple from Canada to play cards.  We generally have popcorn for supper on Sundays and shared it with them.  We played Phase 10 until after 9 making Evelyn upset because she wanted to stop earlier.  She was worried about getting my cold, so she went to sleep in the front bedroom.  I took some Nyquil we had bought this morning and went to bed alone.

Monday I slept until 9.  I hoped this would accelerate my recovery time.  After breakfast I took another nap and then had lunch before driving Evelyn to Raymondville for her afternoon therapy.  I drove to the local post office to mail a letter and get a drink before returning to the therapy to read some Bible and then dropped off to sleep for about an hour.  I wakened to drive back to Weslaco and went directly to bed again.  We have both begun taking vitamin C tablets.  When I got up, we watched a movie called Damsels in Distress.  It was a slow moving artsy film encouraging us to both doze off.  I for most of the movie and Evelyn for some too.  During that movie, I recorded one of my favorite programs, “Major Crimes” so we could watch the movie and still see the final episode until summer.  Again I went to sleep earlier than usual.  I have been sleeping quite well, possibly thanks to the Nyquil.

Tuesday Evelyn had therapy in Weslaco.  Her therapist, Dennis, sent her there so we wouldn’t have to make the 30 mile drive again.  I stayed home and stayed in the house and finished watching “Zero Dark 30” until Evelyn returned.  She was not as sore as she was yesterday.  She made supper and then we watched last night’s recorded program and started 2 other movies.  The first was so gross that we dumped it after 15 minutes.  We normally select comedies, but they are often jus riddled with profanity and sexual depravity.  We tried another one starring Adam Sandler and got halfway through it.  It was borderline gross and we may not finish it—ever.  I was feeling better, but Evelyn was still worried enough to sleep in the front bedroom again.  She gets hit harder by colds than I do. 

Wednesday had no therapy, so Evelyn wanted to go to McAllen looking for a black wig for her princess Jasmine costume she will wear to our Mardi Gras party in March.  We found what seems to be the Hispanic section of McAllen’s business district.  It was a vey pleasant morning, allowing us to walk around for almost an hour but without success.  We went on to a party store where she bought a wig.  I had come up with a good idea for her to make a long black wig that would have been more like Jasmine’s hair, but Evelyn had previously determined she would not have less than a new wig.  “It would be nice to have.” she said.  I don’t know why I go down fighting over something that I know is a done deal long before we ever begin looking.  I don’t use the knowledge I have gained from living with her so long.  We went out for a delicious barbecue lunch and than drove back out of the way to go to a grocery to shop for some things needed for Evelyn’s hosting next week.  We were home in time to take a nap before supper of chili.  Our friend Bonny Winston had decided to resurrect the choir at Immanuel Lutheran.  I really didn’t want to go but think God gave me the voice I have to sing praises to Him, so we went.  It was still rewarding and finished on time.  We were home in time to watch the last half of the Purdue/Illinois basketball game.  Purdue won on the road.