Spring Time Colds Suck

I guess it happens to all of at some time.  This is my time.  I woke up this morning and could hardly swallow.  The jabbing pain in the back of my throat let me know that the dreaded Spring Time Cold has set up shop in my body.

Not that there is ever a good time to have a cold but it seems that the Spring is one of the worst times.  The birds are chirping the weather is nice and I’m stuck inside croaking like a frog.  Like most folks I know, I’m not a fan of antibiotics.  I’m on a regime of Echinacea, zinc and salt water gargling.  For me the worst part is staying away from the great outdoor activities.

I often tell people my ideal outdoor temperature is 60s in the morning and 80s in the afternoon.  This past weekend was the Winter Garden Rotary Evening at the Pops.  It is held outside by Lake Apopka every year about this time and the weather was perfect.   The theme of the concert this year was music from space.  They played Star Wars music and selections from 2001 A Space Odyssey. My kids and their significant others were there.  A good time was had by all.

Just a heads up, coming April 8 and 9th is the Winter Garden Spring Fever in the Garden presented by the Bloom and Grow Society.  There are some street musicians, great food and all types of plants and flower for sale.  I should be fully recovered by then.

Looking back, I have always wanted to be outside and part of the action.  I remember my disappointment and frustration with my Mom when daylight savings times changed night into day.  My bedtime had always been 8:30pm until I was in the third grade.  Being the only child for all intents and purposes (that’s another story) and being raised by parents that were closing in on fifty years old by the time I was eight, my Mom had the idea that I needed twelve hours of sleep no matter what.  The other younger parents in my Maitland neighborhood did not hold that belief so they let their kids stay out and play until…wait for it…9pm.

My house was strategically place at the corner of Arapaho Trail and Pocahontas Path, right where all the kids played kick ball.  It was really kind of a joke as my bedroom was in the front of the house so my friends would knock on my window and ask me to come out to play ball.  I, of course, had to say no.  When asked why I was further traumatized by having to tell them I was supposed to be in bed.   I just wanted to be out with the others having fun and enjoying the freedom that daylight saving time offers.

With all that being said, I am thankful that this sore throat is a temporary condition.  There are some in my neighborhood and at my office that live with a condition that will not go away in a few days.  They have Lupus, psoriatic arthritis, they have heart conditions that will not allow them to enjoy an active lifestyle, they have fallen and now have to use a walker to get around.  I pray for them each day that somehow a cure will be found to make them whole.

So yes, Spring Time colds suck but as they say, ‘this too shall pass’.   Make it a great day and get out in the sun, I’ll be inside gargling…for now.

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