Could not sleep -- finally ended up with a gel icepack under my left cheekbone, where the sinuses were shrieking, and fell asleep for a couple hours that way. Coughing more.
Woke up a whiskey contralto, or maybe baritone. Anyway, it's an octave I can't usually reach.
So, today, the doc for sure; today I won't be a fool and eat breakfast. Ebola is already out (I'd be dead and so would you). Pretty sure we can rule out malaria and Dengue fever. The white-coat syndrome ain't helpin' any, I hate lettin' those heathens poke at me.
Hope you're feeling better soon. Hope you're not Patient Zero of something awful. Hope your next post about what you had for breakfast isn't something about a brain omelette.
ReplyDeleteNot funny, I guess. Last few posts form a worrisome pattern.
"There's a fire, sir".
Mike James
Best wishes for a speedy recovery.
ReplyDeleteNOW GO GET SOME ANTIBIOTICS!
(A bottle of rum, some lemons, honey, and some nice tea is also a good idea. Or just the rum, for that matter)
must be monkey-pox...
ReplyDelete"Woke up a whiskey contralto, or maybe baritone. Anyway, it's an octave I can't usually reach."
ReplyDeleteWe talking Kathleen Turner or Tom Waits?
It's just a touch of the Andromada strain or Trixie virus.
ReplyDeleteGerry
What docjim said.
ReplyDeleteJoe: Kathleen Waits?
ReplyDeleteKathleen Waits for no one!
ReplyDeleteI used to have 'white coat syndrome', one reason I didn't go to doctors for years.
After diabetes, flesh-eating bacteria, lymphoma, carcinoma, neuropathy, I've gotten over it, somewhat...
Feel better soon. Hope it's something that can be ameliorated soonest.
ReplyDeleteTom Waits for no man. if the heathens ain't a helpin, maybe some of that old time religion will. I know a witch doctor and a practitioner of Santeria in.. well, in the state. I hope it doesn't come to that.
ReplyDeleteI hope the white coated heatherns don't let my favorite blogger get any worse! May you feel better soon and have a speedy recovery.
ReplyDeleteWalt
I feel your pain. If I catch any sort of respiratory bug whatsoever people start asking who the strange man answering our phone is.
ReplyDeleteMy guild was rather concerned for my well-being when I morphed from Kate Mulgrew to Barry White-on-a-rough-morning over the course of about two hours.
Hope the fancy Barbers don't make it any worse.
ReplyDeleteAnd I'll second that the pattern is a worrying thing, so moreso than before best wishes.
And least it ain't Captain Trips.
Sorry to hear that, best wishes for a speedy recovery!
ReplyDeleteHad something similar a few years back. Ended up out in my garage at 2AM and spotted the shop vac. Helped some, but when I told the doc, he said, "Let's try something a little less aggressive."
ReplyDeleteI'm with Doc Jim on this one, get you're self better before one of my amps goes toes up.
ReplyDeleteI'm sick and tired of people that I give a damn about being sick and tired! Get better, damn it! (Please.)
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