Thursday, December 11, 2008
Bronchitis . . .
This pattern is all too familiar.
Flu. Yuck. Ache, cough, gag, sneeze, toss and turn.
Now, bronchitis. Cough. Lung burn. Phlegm. Yucky, thick, almost black phlegm.
Doctor. Antibiotic. Hydrocodone cough syrup. More staying at home and lying under vaporizer. Grouchy, owly temperament.
I am hoping (and praying) it doesn't end up in pneumonia like it has done before.
In the meantime, the world goes by. The governor of my state ends up getting arrested for corruption, but for Illinois and Chicago, what else is new? Between that, plus another Christmas display outrage and a so called "day without a gay" (wouldn't that be nice), and my things to vent about are piling up like my workload from the office.
But I just don't feel like waxing eloquent at the moment.
I'm sure you understand.