SPRING 2022

Spring 2022 is not very nice.

The trees and flowers are blooming … and pollen is spreading.

I’ve been housebound for 2 weeks: headache, coughing, sneezing, nasal drainage, ect.; watching life rejuvenate from behind glass window panes.

The car is in need of a serious washing too: but that is not going to happen as long as the tree limbs hanging over the carport are heavily blossomed.

The car will stay filthy a little longer ... blossom petals float by on the breeze.

Blooming tulips by the side carport.

The tete a tete daffodils are spent ...

And the dust bunnies, in-house, are prolificating while I wait for my body’s immune system to strengthen. Disturbing the dust bunnies would not be a wise move, yet.

Nothing is being accomplished because I can’t breathe easily with infected and inflamed bronchial tubes.

(https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2022/03/bronchitis-hijacked-my-week.html)

I was supposed to go to the dentist tomorrow morning – but I canceled, and rescheduled, this morning. It would be pointless to keep the appointment when coughing, sneezing, and nasal drainage is happening.

The rescheduled date is in June – maybe by then, my lungs will settle down and my life can get back on track.

Meanwhile, I’ll just keep looking out the windows … and occasionally turning the front porch tulip pot 😉

Front porch potted tulips.

A strange phenomenon this year – the tulips are blooming ‘true colors’; last year these tulips bloomed as red Apeldoorn’s.

(https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/04/true-colors.html)

BRONCHITIS HIJACKED MY WEEK

I haven’t posted in about a week; hopefully I’m on the rebound, and can start getting out of the house sometime in the coming week ahead.

Bronchitis: https://draxe.com/health/bronchitis-natural-remedies/

This past week I noticed that my ‘get-up-and-go’ had pretty much dissipated: I was so tired, I was falling asleep while standing up; and I was as weak as a newborn kitten. I had aches and pains. I was light headed, I didn’t have a fever – but I was warmer than usual and had clammy gooseflesh prickles. All I wanted to do was sleep – and that’s basically what I was doing ‘round the clock.

When I was awake, all I did was cough, wipe my runny nose, and attempt to pick up my dragging tail. My throat was sore from all the coughing. My ribs ached with the coughing activity.

I heard myself wheezing, and I started hacking up/spitting foul-tasting, discolored loogies; I knew I had a bronchial infection. I hoped asthma would stay in its own lane, and not hitch a ride on the bronchial flareup. I can deal with one at a time, but the two together would have been trying – and I didn’t want to pay a visit to the local ER. Everything is being pigeonholed as covid: I refuse that diagnosis for things I’ve suffered all my life: bronchitis and asthma.

So, I just did what I’ve done all of my life: I rested. I drank water. I ate light (very light, most days my stomach rebelled against food of any type). I read. I watched movies. I did an occasional quick craft. I lost weight (yippie!).

Home Remedies for Adult Bronchitis: https://www.webmd.com/lung/home-remedies-bronchitis

I watched birds touch down at the bird feeder outside the livingroom window – pretty trilling Rosy Finches, shrill whistling Red-Winged Blackbirds, a tiny Hummingbird trying to find a way through the window glass, little brown Wrens setting up house in the birdhouse next to the feeder, a Steller Jay … a Mourning Dove, and a Robin.

And all around me, on every side, are trees in full blossom. They may look nice; but they only compound my lung ailments.

I miss my walks.

I miss being out-of-house.

I miss dinking around in the garden area of my small, town, lot.

I miss visiting with people.

I miss the country drives I enjoy doing on a weekly basis.

In short … I miss my life’s basic routines before Spring pollens and bronchitis hijacked my week.