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There are so many diseases in this world. From the common cold to Herpes, HIV to Cancer. Each one attacks the body in its own way causing pain and suffering. I have one of the deadliest diseases of all though...Manflu*
Now the dreaded Manflu is a terrible disease. and in itself comes in in a variery of shapes and colours (mostly green). I thought my slight sniffle was merely seasonal Hayfever until 3 days ago I started to experience a sore throat.
I attempted to treat this with paracetamols, hoping that would be my only symptom, only to find that by about 2pm, I had a sense of pressure in my nose which meant the manflu was coming. Being rather large at beak, I braced myself, and like a wrecking ball, the manflu suddenly struck me.
Not expecting this sudden attack, I quickly headed for the shop in work, bought myself the strongest lozenges available (a few days past their use-by as well for some reason) and a box of winnie the pooh tissues (the only ones they had). However, the Manflu had already set itself deep enough to block my nose whilst at the same time opening the floodgates, my voice to sound like its breaking again (at nearly 24?) for my head to feel like its swelling like those poor poor people in Bullfrog's Theme Hospiital** and for various parts of my body to ache. Since then I've found it hard to sleep, found my short-term memory has been effected (most likely temporary) and my nose and upper lip are red raw because the combination of Kleenex Winnie The Pooh tissues, and the cheap rubbish in the gents in work, are not soft tissues.
Now, because humans are yet to cure the cold, curing Manflu is completely out of the question. Most think it is something we just have to bare as we all get it. But when you've got a beak the size of mine, and things you'd rather be doing than swallowing your snot in your sleep to prevent choking, it is something that by now we should be able to get over.
I also find Manflu is rather underestimated (or mis-underestimated if you're an ex-US President). Friends and colleagues mock, others look down at you as if you're poo on their shoe, and some just say unhelpful things like, "It's only Manflu". Only Manflu? I tell you what, I don't know how my body procduces so much gunk when I'm suffering from "only Manflu". It's uncomfortable, it's incapacitating (I'm hardly going to be able to play Rugby now when I'm struggling to breathe, am I?). It's got so bad that last night I tried eating a piece of chocolate, only to find I couldn't taste it at all.
Some people would take the day of work in Manflu to recover (and play games). Not me. Most people, I'm sure, have a sickness policy in work. So many occasions and bad things start to happen.. I'm no where near that stage, thankfully, but don't want to bring myself anywhere near that stage either, especially when unemployment is on the rise. So instead of taking the time off work where I'd probably feel a lot better, I've resorted to going in, probably infecting my colleagues, who I'm sure will infect me back when I've recovered, and doing the best job I can whilst flying back and fore the staff lavvies likes a red-nosed reindeer. Atleast I can say my preparations for Comic Relief 2011 are well underway...
If only the others understood how serious Manflu actually is. I don't want sympathy, just a bit of understanding...and some extra-soft tissues for my conk. If, in the mean time, a cure is discovered...please please et me know?
Rant over - for now...
*Yes, I am messing***. Papercuts cause so much more suffering.
***So don't hurt me more!
**One of the greatest PC games of all time!
Now the dreaded Manflu is a terrible disease. and in itself comes in in a variery of shapes and colours (mostly green). I thought my slight sniffle was merely seasonal Hayfever until 3 days ago I started to experience a sore throat.
I attempted to treat this with paracetamols, hoping that would be my only symptom, only to find that by about 2pm, I had a sense of pressure in my nose which meant the manflu was coming. Being rather large at beak, I braced myself, and like a wrecking ball, the manflu suddenly struck me.
Not expecting this sudden attack, I quickly headed for the shop in work, bought myself the strongest lozenges available (a few days past their use-by as well for some reason) and a box of winnie the pooh tissues (the only ones they had). However, the Manflu had already set itself deep enough to block my nose whilst at the same time opening the floodgates, my voice to sound like its breaking again (at nearly 24?) for my head to feel like its swelling like those poor poor people in Bullfrog's Theme Hospiital** and for various parts of my body to ache. Since then I've found it hard to sleep, found my short-term memory has been effected (most likely temporary) and my nose and upper lip are red raw because the combination of Kleenex Winnie The Pooh tissues, and the cheap rubbish in the gents in work, are not soft tissues.
Now, because humans are yet to cure the cold, curing Manflu is completely out of the question. Most think it is something we just have to bare as we all get it. But when you've got a beak the size of mine, and things you'd rather be doing than swallowing your snot in your sleep to prevent choking, it is something that by now we should be able to get over.
I also find Manflu is rather underestimated (or mis-underestimated if you're an ex-US President). Friends and colleagues mock, others look down at you as if you're poo on their shoe, and some just say unhelpful things like, "It's only Manflu". Only Manflu? I tell you what, I don't know how my body procduces so much gunk when I'm suffering from "only Manflu". It's uncomfortable, it's incapacitating (I'm hardly going to be able to play Rugby now when I'm struggling to breathe, am I?). It's got so bad that last night I tried eating a piece of chocolate, only to find I couldn't taste it at all.
Some people would take the day of work in Manflu to recover (and play games). Not me. Most people, I'm sure, have a sickness policy in work. So many occasions and bad things start to happen.. I'm no where near that stage, thankfully, but don't want to bring myself anywhere near that stage either, especially when unemployment is on the rise. So instead of taking the time off work where I'd probably feel a lot better, I've resorted to going in, probably infecting my colleagues, who I'm sure will infect me back when I've recovered, and doing the best job I can whilst flying back and fore the staff lavvies likes a red-nosed reindeer. Atleast I can say my preparations for Comic Relief 2011 are well underway...
If only the others understood how serious Manflu actually is. I don't want sympathy, just a bit of understanding...and some extra-soft tissues for my conk. If, in the mean time, a cure is discovered...please please et me know?
Rant over - for now...
*Yes, I am messing***. Papercuts cause so much more suffering.
***So don't hurt me more!
**One of the greatest PC games of all time!
> Good news is, the worst seems to be over. The nose is
> drying up but my chest is playing up a little. I can cope with
> that better than the nose-drowning...
You can die from ManFlu, but obviously you haven't, so I got to warn you in time.....phew...another soul saved:-D
> drying up but my chest is playing up a little. I can cope with
> that better than the nose-drowning...
You can die from ManFlu, but obviously you haven't, so I got to warn you in time.....phew...another soul saved:-D
ButchML wrote:
> Every minute in this country one man is struck down by Man-Flu.
> Women, all we ask is that each of you offers them a cup of tea,
> some kind words and your undivided attention and care. Then
> maybe, just maybe, we'll beat this monstrous disease,
> together.
Amen to that!
Good news is, the worst seems to be over. The nose is drying up but my chest is playing up a little. I can cope with that better than the nose-drowning...
> Every minute in this country one man is struck down by Man-Flu.
> Women, all we ask is that each of you offers them a cup of tea,
> some kind words and your undivided attention and care. Then
> maybe, just maybe, we'll beat this monstrous disease,
> together.
Amen to that!
Good news is, the worst seems to be over. The nose is drying up but my chest is playing up a little. I can cope with that better than the nose-drowning...
Only 60% of men survive Man-Flu.
.. and there's only a 20% chance of that.
.. and there's only a 20% chance of that.
Loving that site, reminds me of a Facebook group which has the following advise:
1. Man-Flu is more painful than childbirth. This is an irrefutable scientific fact*.
*(Based on a survey of over 100,000 men.)
2. Man-Flu is not 'just a cold'. It is a condition so severe that the germs from a single Man-Flu sneeze could wipe out entire tribes of people living in the rainforest. And probably loads of monkeys too.
3. Women do not contract Man-Flu. At worst they suffer from what is medically recognised as a 'Mild Girly Sniffle' which, if caught by a man, he would still be able to run, throw a ball, tear the phone book in half and compete in all other kinds of manly activities.
4. Men do not 'moan' when they have Man-Flu. They emit involuntary groans of agony that are entirely in proportion to the unbearable pain they are in.
5. Full recovery from Man-Flu will take place much quicker if their simple requests for care, sympathy and regular cups of tea are met. Is that really so much to ask? Florence Nightingale would have done it
6. More men die each year from MFN (Man-Flu Neglect) than lots and lots of other things. (Like rabbit attacks or choking on toast).
7. Men suffering from Man-Flu want nothing more than to get out of bed and come to work, but they are too selfless to risk spreading this awful condition amongst their friends and colleagues. In this sense, they are the greatest heroes this country has ever known.
8. In 1982 scientists managed to simulate the agonising symptoms of full blown Man-Flu in a female chimp. She became so ill that her head fell off.
9. Man-Flu germs are more powerful than He-Man, The Thundercats and The A-Team combined. They are too strong for weak, nasty tasting 'lady medicines' like Lemsip, so don't bother trying to force them on a victim of Man-Flu.
10. While it may seem like a Man-Flu sufferer is just lying around enjoying 'Diagnosis Murder' it is a commonly recognised medical fact that the exact pitch and frequency of Dick Van D***'s voice has remarkable soothing powers.
Every minute in this country one man is struck down by Man-Flu. Women, all we ask is that each of you offers them a cup of tea, some kind words and your undivided attention and care. Then maybe, just maybe, we'll beat this monstrous disease, together.
1. Man-Flu is more painful than childbirth. This is an irrefutable scientific fact*.
*(Based on a survey of over 100,000 men.)
2. Man-Flu is not 'just a cold'. It is a condition so severe that the germs from a single Man-Flu sneeze could wipe out entire tribes of people living in the rainforest. And probably loads of monkeys too.
3. Women do not contract Man-Flu. At worst they suffer from what is medically recognised as a 'Mild Girly Sniffle' which, if caught by a man, he would still be able to run, throw a ball, tear the phone book in half and compete in all other kinds of manly activities.
4. Men do not 'moan' when they have Man-Flu. They emit involuntary groans of agony that are entirely in proportion to the unbearable pain they are in.
5. Full recovery from Man-Flu will take place much quicker if their simple requests for care, sympathy and regular cups of tea are met. Is that really so much to ask? Florence Nightingale would have done it
6. More men die each year from MFN (Man-Flu Neglect) than lots and lots of other things. (Like rabbit attacks or choking on toast).
7. Men suffering from Man-Flu want nothing more than to get out of bed and come to work, but they are too selfless to risk spreading this awful condition amongst their friends and colleagues. In this sense, they are the greatest heroes this country has ever known.
8. In 1982 scientists managed to simulate the agonising symptoms of full blown Man-Flu in a female chimp. She became so ill that her head fell off.
9. Man-Flu germs are more powerful than He-Man, The Thundercats and The A-Team combined. They are too strong for weak, nasty tasting 'lady medicines' like Lemsip, so don't bother trying to force them on a victim of Man-Flu.
10. While it may seem like a Man-Flu sufferer is just lying around enjoying 'Diagnosis Murder' it is a commonly recognised medical fact that the exact pitch and frequency of Dick Van D***'s voice has remarkable soothing powers.
Every minute in this country one man is struck down by Man-Flu. Women, all we ask is that each of you offers them a cup of tea, some kind words and your undivided attention and care. Then maybe, just maybe, we'll beat this monstrous disease, together.
Excellent Machie. Love that site.
I've got Manuka Honey - so that's a bonus as its said to have natural antibacterial qualities. I've got water and a kettle, so the hot water is fine. Probably got Brandy somewhere if I raid my parents alchy stash, but the erst I'll have to buy - I like lemoney stuff anyway so even if my Manflu has gone by the time I've got all ingredients together I may give that a try/hangover :)
2 fresh lemons, squeezed.
2 spoons of honey
Brandy (add to taste)
pinch of cinnamon
hot water
Usually does wonders if you take that just before bed.
Warning: Go over the limit on the Brandy and the amount is proportional to the amount of sleep you get and inversely proportional to how well you'll feel the next day!
2 spoons of honey
Brandy (add to taste)
pinch of cinnamon
hot water
Usually does wonders if you take that just before bed.
Warning: Go over the limit on the Brandy and the amount is proportional to the amount of sleep you get and inversely proportional to how well you'll feel the next day!
There are so many diseases in this world. From the common cold to Herpes, HIV to Cancer. Each one attacks the body in its own way causing pain and suffering. I have one of the deadliest diseases of all though...Manflu*
Now the dreaded Manflu is a terrible disease. and in itself comes in in a variery of shapes and colours (mostly green). I thought my slight sniffle was merely seasonal Hayfever until 3 days ago I started to experience a sore throat.
I attempted to treat this with paracetamols, hoping that would be my only symptom, only to find that by about 2pm, I had a sense of pressure in my nose which meant the manflu was coming. Being rather large at beak, I braced myself, and like a wrecking ball, the manflu suddenly struck me.
Not expecting this sudden attack, I quickly headed for the shop in work, bought myself the strongest lozenges available (a few days past their use-by as well for some reason) and a box of winnie the pooh tissues (the only ones they had). However, the Manflu had already set itself deep enough to block my nose whilst at the same time opening the floodgates, my voice to sound like its breaking again (at nearly 24?) for my head to feel like its swelling like those poor poor people in Bullfrog's Theme Hospiital** and for various parts of my body to ache. Since then I've found it hard to sleep, found my short-term memory has been effected (most likely temporary) and my nose and upper lip are red raw because the combination of Kleenex Winnie The Pooh tissues, and the cheap rubbish in the gents in work, are not soft tissues.
Now, because humans are yet to cure the cold, curing Manflu is completely out of the question. Most think it is something we just have to bare as we all get it. But when you've got a beak the size of mine, and things you'd rather be doing than swallowing your snot in your sleep to prevent choking, it is something that by now we should be able to get over.
I also find Manflu is rather underestimated (or mis-underestimated if you're an ex-US President). Friends and colleagues mock, others look down at you as if you're poo on their shoe, and some just say unhelpful things like, "It's only Manflu". Only Manflu? I tell you what, I don't know how my body procduces so much gunk when I'm suffering from "only Manflu". It's uncomfortable, it's incapacitating (I'm hardly going to be able to play Rugby now when I'm struggling to breathe, am I?). It's got so bad that last night I tried eating a piece of chocolate, only to find I couldn't taste it at all.
Some people would take the day of work in Manflu to recover (and play games). Not me. Most people, I'm sure, have a sickness policy in work. So many occasions and bad things start to happen.. I'm no where near that stage, thankfully, but don't want to bring myself anywhere near that stage either, especially when unemployment is on the rise. So instead of taking the time off work where I'd probably feel a lot better, I've resorted to going in, probably infecting my colleagues, who I'm sure will infect me back when I've recovered, and doing the best job I can whilst flying back and fore the staff lavvies likes a red-nosed reindeer. Atleast I can say my preparations for Comic Relief 2011 are well underway...
If only the others understood how serious Manflu actually is. I don't want sympathy, just a bit of understanding...and some extra-soft tissues for my conk. If, in the mean time, a cure is discovered...please please et me know?
Rant over - for now...
*Yes, I am messing***. Papercuts cause so much more suffering.
***So don't hurt me more!
**One of the greatest PC games of all time!
Now the dreaded Manflu is a terrible disease. and in itself comes in in a variery of shapes and colours (mostly green). I thought my slight sniffle was merely seasonal Hayfever until 3 days ago I started to experience a sore throat.
I attempted to treat this with paracetamols, hoping that would be my only symptom, only to find that by about 2pm, I had a sense of pressure in my nose which meant the manflu was coming. Being rather large at beak, I braced myself, and like a wrecking ball, the manflu suddenly struck me.
Not expecting this sudden attack, I quickly headed for the shop in work, bought myself the strongest lozenges available (a few days past their use-by as well for some reason) and a box of winnie the pooh tissues (the only ones they had). However, the Manflu had already set itself deep enough to block my nose whilst at the same time opening the floodgates, my voice to sound like its breaking again (at nearly 24?) for my head to feel like its swelling like those poor poor people in Bullfrog's Theme Hospiital** and for various parts of my body to ache. Since then I've found it hard to sleep, found my short-term memory has been effected (most likely temporary) and my nose and upper lip are red raw because the combination of Kleenex Winnie The Pooh tissues, and the cheap rubbish in the gents in work, are not soft tissues.
Now, because humans are yet to cure the cold, curing Manflu is completely out of the question. Most think it is something we just have to bare as we all get it. But when you've got a beak the size of mine, and things you'd rather be doing than swallowing your snot in your sleep to prevent choking, it is something that by now we should be able to get over.
I also find Manflu is rather underestimated (or mis-underestimated if you're an ex-US President). Friends and colleagues mock, others look down at you as if you're poo on their shoe, and some just say unhelpful things like, "It's only Manflu". Only Manflu? I tell you what, I don't know how my body procduces so much gunk when I'm suffering from "only Manflu". It's uncomfortable, it's incapacitating (I'm hardly going to be able to play Rugby now when I'm struggling to breathe, am I?). It's got so bad that last night I tried eating a piece of chocolate, only to find I couldn't taste it at all.
Some people would take the day of work in Manflu to recover (and play games). Not me. Most people, I'm sure, have a sickness policy in work. So many occasions and bad things start to happen.. I'm no where near that stage, thankfully, but don't want to bring myself anywhere near that stage either, especially when unemployment is on the rise. So instead of taking the time off work where I'd probably feel a lot better, I've resorted to going in, probably infecting my colleagues, who I'm sure will infect me back when I've recovered, and doing the best job I can whilst flying back and fore the staff lavvies likes a red-nosed reindeer. Atleast I can say my preparations for Comic Relief 2011 are well underway...
If only the others understood how serious Manflu actually is. I don't want sympathy, just a bit of understanding...and some extra-soft tissues for my conk. If, in the mean time, a cure is discovered...please please et me know?
Rant over - for now...
*Yes, I am messing***. Papercuts cause so much more suffering.
***So don't hurt me more!
**One of the greatest PC games of all time!