Does the saying go: starve a fever feed a cold?

I really thought that was what I had heard all my life… until today.

“No, it’s feed a fever starve a cold.”

“What?”

“No, Brittny, don’t listen to her…I thought that saying was for hangovers… yeah… feed a hangover, starve a cold.”

“Guys, I really think it’s starve a fever, feed a cold.”

“Why would you starve a fever? It would provide more energy to burn off.”

This was my conversation on the way to work this morning. I still think I’m right with the original, but I do wonder if that is just a mom’s saying, or if it’s true. I hope it is!

So, I’m debating taking a sick day. I really don’t want to unless it’s Wednesday (Will’s first day off), but I figure you can’t really pick and choose when you will be at your worst. Okay, so you can and no one would have to know… but I think you know what I’m trying to say.

My boss seems to be really sensitive about the whole calling in sick thing too, like if you don’t have the Mongolian flu or bone exposed you need to be filling that uncomfortable chair next door. So, the debate continues.

A 3 day weekend sure would be nice- even if I am sick.  Besides, what fun is being a helpless, sick, miserable baby unless you have someone to annoy with, “Sweetie, can you bring me some tea…” or “ I’m burry (my strange saying for being cold… I know,it’s weird) will you bring me a blanket?” Yes, I am certain that is how Will wants to spend his first day off.

Ha.

Actually, it’s not that bad. It’s more of a neck up problem. I feel all glassy and dazed (more so than usual) and really “sniffely”, but other than that I feel okay.

“Oh it’s the Kuwaiti Crud, you just need to take a day or two and rest.”

I’ve heard this annoying statement more times than I can count. I know they’re right, it has to do with the AC constantly running and the weather changing and the dust and every other freaking detail, but thank you doctors… I don’t need the annoying made up name diagnosis.

It’s like they say it over and over and over a million and fifty times because they think it’s catchy and they want me to think they coined the term even though I heard it 5 minutes before from the lady in finance.

Sorry, I guess I’m a little irritable. Between this yuck and PMS I feel like a big cramping ball of snot. Such a nice picture.

This illness has also affected my judgement. If you only knew how many dozens of times I’ve contemplated going next door for a donut or Baskin Robbins… feed a cold, right? I’m afraid that’s not the cold talking.

I’m just tempted to take advantage of the adage.