Sudafed Up

On my way home from the conference, I got a head cold. Having a head cold while flying is not the most wonderful experience in the world. My right ear has been plugged up since Tuesday, and it feels like someone's trying to drill into my skull. To make matters worse, the head cold has blossomed into a full-fledged Sick. Coughing, runny nose, aching skin--the works. In an effort to combat the Sick, I'm taking some pseudoephedrine, that nasal decongestant you have to give your drivers license to the pharmacist to get, since people use it to make meth. Whatever. All I know is that it has the following side effects (taken from Wikipedia:

Common adverse drug reactions (ADRs) associated with pseudoephedrine therapy include: CNS stimulation, insomnia, nervousness, excitability, dizziness and anxiety. Infrequent ADRs include: tachycardia and/or palpitations. Rarely, pseudoephedrine therapy may be associated with mydriasis (blurred vision), hallucinations, arrhythmias, hypertension, seizures and ischemic colitis; as well as severe skin reactions known as recurrent pseudo-scarlatina, systemic contact dermatitis, and nonpigmenting fixed drug eruption. Pseudoephedrine, particularly in high doses, may also cause episodes of paranoid psychosis. It has also been reported that pseudoephedrine, amongst other sympathomimetic agents, may be associated with the occurrence of stroke.

This is all just a long way of saying, "I don't think I should be blogging right now." I might write something I don't mean to say. So have a great day, all--I'm going to go back to my paranoid psychosis.



PS--The crappy thing is that I don't think the drug's working. Decongest, nose! Decongest!