The Agony of the Feet

A few weeks ago, my sister shared something on Facebook I’d already tried. It was to help calm a cough at night. I’m so tired of coughing coughing coughing. When I tried it before, it didn’t work but last night I figured I’d try it again.

The directions said to rub Vicks VapoRub “generously” on the bottoms of the feet and cover them with socks. The Vicks is supposed to stop a cough “100% of the time”.

The first time I tried it, it didn’t work. I hadn’t bothered with it again. When I was getting ready for bed, I knocked the jar of Vicks off my bedside table and I thought, “Why not?” Maybe I hadn’t been generous enough with it before and that’s why it didn’t work 100% of the time.

I dug down into the jar and came up with a wad that looked like what Mother used to pop into my mouth and have me swallow when I had a cold. It’s a wonder I’m still alive. I rubbed it on one foot and repeated it for the other one. Putting on a pair of socks, I slip-slid to the bathroom to wash my hands. It took several tries to get the Vicks off and the smell still lingered.

Settling down for a long winter’s nap, I made ready to enjoy my new-found freedom from hacking. It didn’t happen. I coughed. And coughed. And coughed. Not only that, the menthol in the Vicks didn’t warm my feet—it cooled them. They were freezing.

My hot water bottle to the rescue, I went back to bed and tried to go to sleep. I watched the clock click over the minutes until they turned into hours. Close to midnight, I got up and took some melatonin. If I wasn’t going to sleep, at least I could relax.

I was still cold at 1:55. I would have loved to soak in a tub of hot water but I was afraid I might go to sleep if I did and I didn’t want that to happen.

What time it was, I have no idea, but I finally was able to go to drift off. I woke at 7:30 and was tempted to stay in bed but I had to get up and take my thyroid med.

In spite of feeling dragged out, I did a large load of laundry and sorted through a lot of Stuff. I washed dishes with the knowledge that, one of these days, that will be an optional activity.

My cousin had called this morning but the phone didn’t ring. I had texted her (no, not with my phone) and she texted back (with her phone) that she could have the dishwasher picked up Friday. I sat down and ordered it. When the confirmation came, it said to print off the email (I did) and bring it with the credit card to the store. Oh, no! I won’t be going to the store!

I spied the van in the driveway so I called my CIL. He’s the one who will be doing the pick-up. While I trust him implicitly, I might need my credit card during the time he had it. He told me to put it in an envelope and he’d take care of it.

There was one more avenue for me to take. I called the store. When I explained what I was calling about, I was switched to the manager. He told me all he needs is the printout of the email. Whenever someone other than the buyer comes to pick something up, they copy the driver license and get the tag number of the vehicle. No problem. I gave him my CIL’s name and that was that.

The kittens will be getting their respective anatomies altered so they won’t be carrying on the lineage. I think they were supposed to go in today and be clipped/whatever tomorrow but I could be wrong. I thought I was once but I was mistaken.

My eyelids are drooping. I’m having a hard time staying upright. Genese is slaughtering me in the most recent game. Twinkle is lying all comfy on her chair and I’m going to bed.

6 Responses to The Agony of the Feet

  1. Lila December 4, 2013 at 7:50 am #

    I’ll have to post a correction on my time line. Sorry about the Vicks fiasco!

    • Tommie December 4, 2013 at 7:55 am #

      It’s not your fault. Another of my friends recommended it before you ever posted it.

  2. Joanie December 4, 2013 at 9:25 am #

    I have to wonder why you would put it on your feet! We always put it on the chest! Seems like that would be more effective, since it is closer to your breathing apparatuses!

    • Tommie December 4, 2013 at 9:42 am #

      Because that’s what I was advised to do. 😕

  3. Mary Jane December 6, 2013 at 3:49 pm #

    That’s a clever title! Guess it turned out to be defeat, as well as de feet.

    • Tommie December 7, 2013 at 8:42 pm #

      Right! I’m glad you “got” it!

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