2/9/09

Wow, that was a weekend from hell. As you may recall, Friday I felt like crap. Well, Saturday I wished I felt as good as crap. Unfortunately, I think the flu medicine I was taking actually made me feel worse than I would have had I not taken it. It had an expectorant in it which made me want to cough, duh, but the lung-butter I was trying to hork up just wasn’t cooperating. It caused me to pull all the muscles in my abdomen and now it hurts like hell to cough or laugh. Ok, so the laughing is more a case of taking in deeper breaths and inducing a coughing fit. I finally figured out around 0400 h Sunday morning that it was the medicine giving me the body aches and stuff because I actually felt pretty good when I went to go pee at that hour. I decided to go ahead and have one more of the hot flu things to try and clear up the chest once and for all. About 0430 h I woke again to cold sweats, coughing fits, and generally feeling like crap, again! So all day Sunday I was breathing shallow to keep from hitting that trigger point which set off the cough because my belly muscles hurt so bad. I’ve been doing the same today but the coughing doesn’t hurt quite as bad now. Of course when someone referred to Cheaper Than Dirt as “BloodBath & Beyond” I just about had a hernia trying to keep from laughing and setting off the cough. It didn’t work and some wag asked if I was going to need oxygen as I had my fit of laughter/coughing. I discovered the laughter problem yesterday when I stumbled across that Johnny Knoxville movie where he fakes being retarded to enter the Special Olympics. Yeah, I know it’s wrong but damn that was some funny assed stuff there. I couldn’t actually sit through it though because it just made me feel so dirty watching it. Not really, it just hurt too much to laugh so I had to give up on watching him act like a ‘tard. Later on though, I couldn’t resist the call of “Two and a Half Men” and was just about doubled up on the floor when Charlie and Allen had the conversation in the car about the sperm sample in the paper bag. Charlie: “Just keep it out of the sunlight.” Allen: “Why, is it vampire sperm?” Damn, that still makes me laugh. And it still hurts. So, this morning I get up and get ready for work only to find out that mom is now sick. Fortunately, it isn’t this lung thing like I had, but then again spewing out of both ends isn’t good either. Ok, don’t look at me like that! I have no way to take a sick day at the last minute. I couldn’t stay home to take care of her even if I were physically able. Remember, I’m sick too. My sister came into town and took her to the doctor. I haven’t heard anything but that’s usually good news in a case like this. I’ll worry when/if I can’t get a hold of information after I get home. Oh, speaking of information, and the “super highway” thereof, we called about the DSL on Saturday. After an hour of shuffling back and forth from one call center to another, we finally wound up at “New Service Activation.” We jumped through all the hoops and finally got signed up for internot service again. “We’ll have that turned on by Wednesday,” she said. Well, I was pissed off but felt too shitty to fight about it. They can turn the mother fucker off with a flip of the switch but it takes four days to turn it back on? [ It took two weeks one time for them to turn mine back on. Consider yourself blessed... - SM ] You ain’t the only game in town AT&T. Keep that in mind. Ok, just heard from my sister. Mom is doing much better. I’m about to cut out of here and go home myself. In fact…