Finally the clock struck five and I could permit myself to get up for the day.
It was another un-fun night, perhaps worse than the previous two. Much hacking, spluttering, watering from the eyes, and leaking from the nose rendered the night one that I was glad to see the back of. I don't suppose that the aforementioned symptoms are worse than their daytime counterparts, but they seem so much more annoying whilst horizontal in the stillness.
I spent intervals trying to sleep on the LazyBoy in an attempt to keep my head higher and my nose drier than in bed, and I suppose that position helped some but not enough. One difficulty about sleeping (if you can call it that) so lightly is that one wants to change positions frequently, but when one rolls over, it takes the sinuses a good ten minutes to shift themselves to open the top nostril. In the interim one must and wipe around the nose frequently and breathe through the mouth if one wants to live to see morning .
So, as I begin the fourth day with this humdinger of a cold, I have yet to turn the corner that presages its diminution. Cuppa is still quietly horizontal; perhaps she'll feel better once she awakes. She's been forced to remain horizontal for most of the past sixty hours. As I mentioned yesterday, this bug is having opposite effects on the two of us. She can't get comfortable out of bed, and I can't get comfortable in bed.