Maybe, just maybe, someone is feeling guilty for inflicting me with the never-ending sickness. Not that Farmer H deliberately infected me with his not-pneumonia. But he had it so long (still coughing a bit) and is not careful with keeping his virus-y excretions off common property like the remote.
My own sickness is over as far as I'm concerned. Except the smell and taste absence. My cough is virtually nonexistent now. I feel fine. But I was bemoaning my tastelessness as Farmer H rushed back to town Tuesday night to the elderly apartments.
"I guess I'll fix your supper when you get back, then. Just grilled cheese. I can't make anything that needs tasting. I might never taste again. That's how I feel. It's been so long."
Farmer H had barely left when I got a phone call.
"Do you want some Hot & Sour Soup? I can go by and get Chinese."
"I can't taste anything anyway. But that USED to open up my head. I only like it from the one behind Dairy Queen. Not the good one where we've been getting our Chinese lately."
"Well. I can go there..."
"Yeah. You can get yourself something, so I don't have to cook. Just get me a small soup."
My hero, Farmer H, brought home my small Hot & Sour Soup. It looked really hot. All orange-y and oily. Usually, it's more brown. But it still had the mushrooms and tofu and scraggly stuff that I don't know what it is. I heated it up on the stove, to boiling, around 8:30.
I suppose the soup was delicious. I couldn't taste it. The texture was good. The spice level was excessive. Good thing I had a bottle of Sprite Zero Sugar to sip through a straw. I literally CHOKE when that spice hits the back of my throat wrong. It takes carbonation to get rid of it, and I didn't need any more caffeine.
Despite all the sputtering and snorting and eye-watering and coughing from the Not-Heavenish heat of that soup, my taste did not return!!!
I appreciate Farmer H's effort. I guess I'll just have to hurry up and wait some more.
6 comments:
:'( I hope your tastebuds wake up soon. :'(
jj,
Me too!!! Still not awake. Slumbering like Rip van Winkle! This morning I got a terrible headache, and a couple hours later was able to blow some really thick snot from what felt like the deepest part of my brain. I had much hope for a tastebud reunion, but it was not to be. :(
STILL no taste?? That doesn't seem normal for just a cold. Loss of taste and smell went hand-in-hand with covid, but I don't remember it ever happening with a cold. I only have stories from others to go by, since I never get colds.
River,
I must be confused. I thought you caught a cold from the twins not too long ago. You may recall that my Unfortunate Hospitvalzation was allegedly due to covid, though my discharge papers listed it as Community Acquired Pneumonia. I only lost my taste and smell for a few days back then, same as with any other cold in my life.
I don't remember catching a cold from them but if I did it was over quickly, like it never happened. I got word this morning while I was preparing to visit them that most of the house is sick again, with much coughing so I left the bus stop and came home again.
River,
That was a good decision! I would have been more wary of Farmer H, but I thought surely he was out of the contagious stage, so I grew lax with handling things he had touched. I'm not so sure he didn't catch a second cold at the end of the first one. That could explain his lingering cough. He's mostly over it now.
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