March 2010 will always be known as that month I had a cold.
This was the single yuckiest cold I've ever had. It wandered around my body on some sort of grand tour of malaise. First, it was a sore throat, then a chest cold, then a sinus infection, then an ear ache, then a chest cold again, then swollen glands, then back to the ears. That cold was everything but a UTI and athlete's foot. Plus, I was tired all the time. Run? I needed a nap after a quick walk.
So yeah, the cold sucked but it wasn't worth a doctor visit since I was 95% sure it was a virus. If it's a virus and it's past the first 36 hours, there's nothing the doctor can give you but sympathy. Antibiotics won't work and I was past the window of efficacy of an antiviral medication. I'm not someone who begs for antibiotics when they'll do no good.
Finally, the cold continued it's grand tour and manifested as pink eye. PINK EYE. That got me to the doctor, because pink eye is some ugly, ouchy and contagious stuff. The doctor said, "Yup, viral, but take the antibiotic eye drops just in case."
The antibiotics drops wiped out the pink eye is 2 doses. I'm not a doctor, but antibiotics work on bacteria. If the drops work, then this isn't viral. This is one of those times it's awesome to live so close to the Mexican border. Whenever I go over to Mexico, I pick up a stockpile of meds - Retin-A, antibiotics. If you took a peak in the average San Diegian's medicine chest it would look like a farmacia.
I dug into my handy stockpile of Mexican antibiotics and in two days I was healed completely. Whee! I'm so happy to be healthy again. I can't wait to run this weekend.