I feel so bad today that if I was a dog my wife would have me euthanized
It has been a long time since I have felt this bad. I hope you will forgive any errant spelling issues as my fine motor skills are diminished and I am peering through two Venetian slits that heretofore, as Walt Disney would say, were the eyes of Joy and Wonder. (Joy and Wonder of course being the two deceased organ donors that provided my corneal transplant.)
I am having a difficult time sleeping due to the expectorant I am taking. The packaging warns of that and warns that the cough suppressant may also cause slight, occasional constipation. Saying it may cause slight occasional constipation is like saying that the Hoover Dam may retain water three to five days a month.
I should not feel this bad as I had the flu shot. Unfortunately what they also don't tell you is that the flu shot is just a tad more effective than a bowl of chicken soup and the proverbial "apple a day" we learned about in Kindergarten. My corporate suspicions tend to make me think that somehow the insurance companies are involved and use the same process for compounding viral vaccinations that they use for claims management; "This claim is not covered and this strain is not covered, this claim is not covered and this strain is not covered."
At least my oldest and I can spend some quality father-daughter time today sharing the Kleenex and disinfecting the thermometer.
Past my Mid-Life Crisis, Steaming Through Middle Age, and Ready to Rant. Blogging is Supposed to be Therapeutic and "The Doctor Is In".
Friday, February 8, 2008
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