{"id":23242,"date":"2015-10-29T05:39:50","date_gmt":"2015-10-29T12:39:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.backwoodshome.com\/blogs\/ClaireWolfe\/?p=23242"},"modified":"2015-10-29T05:39:50","modified_gmt":"2015-10-29T12:39:50","slug":"feeling-half-human-again","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/2015\/10\/29\/feeling-half-human-again\/","title":{"rendered":"Feeling half human again"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>So yesterday my night ended at 2:00 as I woke up thinking about the ancient and idiotic practice of doctors <a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Bloodletting\" target=\"_blank\">bleeding patients<\/a>. (And I don&#8217;t mean bleeding them in the Obamacare sense, but in the opening-veins or applying leeches sense.)<\/p>\n<p>My face was throbbing from this cold. With every heartbeat I felt my stuffy forehead and cheeks pulsing, and for the first time I understood why those old-timey doctors, with so little to go on, concluded that diseased bodies were loaded with excess &#8220;humours&#8221; that needed to be released.<\/p>\n<p>At that moment, if some kindly old quack had offered to surround my eyeballs with crescents of sucking leeches, I&#8217;d have said, &#8220;Hey, let&#8217;s give it a try.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>It was a lost day. I scarcely ate, drank, moved, or thought. I did drag myself out around noon to walk the dogs, figuring my lassitude might be caused in part by lying around and a little walk might help. But nope. I dragged myself through the walk, then dragged my sorry butt right back to bed afterward. <\/p>\n<p>Thus the lack of blogitude yesterday.<\/p>\n<p>There are all kinds of symptom-reducers for colds and believe me, I&#8217;m grateful for them. But not one does a thing to combat the heavy, throbbing stupidity.<\/p>\n<p>I continued to suck zinc. Made myself eat and drink. And finally by the time I dragged myself from bed to couch to binge-watch episodes of <i>House of Cards<\/i> (season 3; so far not as marvelously wicked as previous seasons, but still a good fix for any political junkie), I started feeling human again. Half human, at least.<\/p>\n<p>In the evening I took the advice to enjoy a long HOT bath and to force down an extra helping of Nyquil (since I&#8217;m not a whiskey person). Gawd, that stuff is foul. I try to tell myself it&#8217;s <a href=\"http:\/\/harrypotter.wikia.com\/wiki\/Polyjuice_Potion\" target=\"_blank\">polyjuice potion<\/a> and will have results that are worth the ick. <\/p>\n<p>I slept in all the way &#8217;til 3:00 this morning. When I woke I thought I felt good. After a pot of tea I realized I felt good only by comparison with yesterday. But you know, that&#8217;ll do. That&#8217;ll definitely do.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So yesterday my night ended at 2:00 as I woke up thinking about the ancient and idiotic practice of doctors bleeding patients. (And I don&#8217;t mean bleeding them in the Obamacare sense, but in the opening-veins or applying leeches sense.) My face was throbbing from this cold. With every heartbeat I felt my stuffy forehead and cheeks pulsing, and for the first time I understood why those old-timey doctors, with so little to go on, concluded that diseased bodies were loaded with excess &#8220;humours&#8221; that needed to be released. At that moment, if some kindly old quack had offered to&#8230;<\/p>\n<div class=\"more-link-wrapper\"><a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/2015\/10\/29\/feeling-half-human-again\/\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Feeling half human again<\/span><\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-23242","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-health-and-science","ratio-natural","entry"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/23242","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=23242"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/23242\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=23242"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=23242"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=23242"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}