I'm sick. As in, dying from a cold and the mucus that is threatening to drown me. It's funny, together K. and I have been through the big "C," a small surgery, random sinus infections on his part -- and yet, I had not gotten a generic cold. There are a few things I learned:
1) "You are not going to die." is a form of comfort when it comes from your fiance.
2) Do not drink cough syrup on an empty stomach. (side note: I had no idea. My best friend the pharmacist had no idea. The table at Po' Boys had no idea. In fact, neither the bottle nor the box the bottle came in warned of this impending calamity. Take note). Glass Half Full entry: My hair is now getting long enough that it has to be held back when I puke.
3) Arizona Diet Green Tea cures just about everything. Buy two; plan ahead.
Meanwhile, I am recovering. Although I still sound sort of like Rita Cosby and I think he likes it.
There's a lot of interesting stuff going on... Minimum wage increase for everyone but the island that packs tuna. Barbara Boxer (and yes, I get the intent) bashing women without children. Insurance dilemma spreading across Florida. I'm doing something with a Chili Cook Off. And there's an oyster thing tomorrow night. Perhaps I might get to those things.
That is, if I can go a week without getting threatening and oh-so-wacky calls from the people also known as my parents. I simply adore how my father leaves me messages: "Hello, this is your father. I believe I have earned that right." That statement is usually followed by the various and sundry craziness. Sigh.
1) "You are not going to die." is a form of comfort when it comes from your fiance.
2) Do not drink cough syrup on an empty stomach. (side note: I had no idea. My best friend the pharmacist had no idea. The table at Po' Boys had no idea. In fact, neither the bottle nor the box the bottle came in warned of this impending calamity. Take note). Glass Half Full entry: My hair is now getting long enough that it has to be held back when I puke.
3) Arizona Diet Green Tea cures just about everything. Buy two; plan ahead.
Meanwhile, I am recovering. Although I still sound sort of like Rita Cosby and I think he likes it.
There's a lot of interesting stuff going on... Minimum wage increase for everyone but the island that packs tuna. Barbara Boxer (and yes, I get the intent) bashing women without children. Insurance dilemma spreading across Florida. I'm doing something with a Chili Cook Off. And there's an oyster thing tomorrow night. Perhaps I might get to those things.
That is, if I can go a week without getting threatening and oh-so-wacky calls from the people also known as my parents. I simply adore how my father leaves me messages: "Hello, this is your father. I believe I have earned that right." That statement is usually followed by the various and sundry craziness. Sigh.
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Note: the best friend was not asked about taking cough syrup on an empty stomach. If you had asked my opinion, I would have said that cough syrups aren't effective.
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