One Little Pill, Two Little Pills...

But at least I can mostly sort of breathe.   I dragged my miserable self into Urgent Care Thursday afternoon and asked them to shoot me and put me out of my misery.  They said they couldn't do that, but they WERE able to diagnose a sinus infection.  In retrospect that would explain why I was waking up with sinus headaches 2 weeks ago.  I haven't had the cold from hell - the infection gave me the symptoms of a cold from hell.  Anyway, I came home armed for the fight:

I'm still pretty much knocked down, but then I did let it get a bit far along before dealing with it.

One thing I've confirmed the last few days is that I can't eat this $#!+:

I don't mean this particular brand or variety.  I just can't stand canned food.  I try to eat it and then I throw it away and just go hungry.  With the exception of cranberries and pickled beets.  But I'm OK with, even though not overly enthused by, dried foods.  When I get back on my feet my canned emergency stores are going to the local food pantry and dried foods will replace them.  I realize that eventually, in a crisis, I'd eat it whether or no but I figure while I have options I'll take them.

For right now, though, my body needs nutritious fuel, and while I was waiting for my prescriptions to be filled I picked up some groceries.  Currently simmering in the slow cooker:

Base layers:  shredded cabbage, chicken thighs, apples, cranberries.  Liquids and seasonings:  chicken broth, ground ginger, ground cinnamon, maple syrup, apple cider vinegar, salt.  Recipe is here if you are interested.

I adore the person who invented the crock pot.

I figure that even if I can't taste it real well it's a lot better on so many levels than trying to eat that canned stuff.