WHIMPERS FROM A WHINER
Sunday I was very lucky to be alone most of the day. Mandy did come by with a pizza for dinner after checking with me but did not stay long as I was afraid of passing my misery along. With the cold ravaging my system the pizza tasted like a cardboard version that was faxed to me.
My first wife Barbara had informed me years back that I was a big Baby when sick who just loved to whimper and was never happier than when I was sick. She got it right.
Monday and Tuesday were a continuation of Sunday. Mainly I suffered with a waterfalls nose and a hacking cough. The cough was hard because someone had fastened a steel band around my chest. Every time I coughed i pined my rib cage. The coughs were productive with a lovely river of green liquid.Two forests died in order for my nose to clear.
Wednesday and today were days for snail like improvement. As the saying goes the Good News is that I might live. The bad news is that I might live.
Today I received my Save the Date Card. March 17 , 2018, Houston Tx. This will be the Wedding of Kimberly Scriven . She is the daughter of my younger boy, Robert. I am so happy to be invited. Only problem is that when I laugh my ribs ache.
I hope you feel better soon!
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I literally feel your pain. Be well.
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I, sadly can so relate to your situation with “killing two forests”. I’m still killing them. It just confounds me that my body never runs out of stuff to blow out through my nose.
Hope you are feeling better soon.
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Hope you are feeling better, Tom….
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Feeling better is not the answer. It imply s a lessening of symptoms, not a cure.
Tom here wants nothing less than total wellness. If not then understand that and if not a complete cure then I welcome the reminder of discomfort. I wan’t people to look at me and exclaim ” You look horrible” and I can screw on my pitiful face.
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