It’s Just a Cold

But it feels worse.  I went to the doctor this morning to see if I had bronchitis or walking pneumonia because that’s how bad I felt, but the diagnosis is a cold.  I have some fancy expensive new medicine, so we’ll see if that helps.

The nurse was telling me about how she had breakfast at Waffle House — sausage and waffles.  I have to admit it pleased me to hear a nurse talking about eating at one of my favorite greasy spoons.  Anyway, I decided to get some breakfast there myself while waiting for my prescription to be filled.  I was creeped out by the guy sitting next to me at the counter.  Then this other guy came in and talked to himself the whole time he was there.  I was looking all over for a Bluetooth something-or-other, but no, he was talking to himself.  The guy at the counter said he was just Elton, and he preached to himself and came in every day (which meant counter-man did, too, I guess), and that he was harmless.  OK.

There are these trees with absolutely the most beautiful, perfect shade of orange all over town right now.

I voted.  Now I am supposed to be relaxing.  I am going to try to think of something to write for my book today; now I’m falling really behind.

3 thoughts on “It’s Just a Cold

  1. Feel better – my son has been sick all day and I have the Kleenex strewn around my house to prove it – rest up and feel better hon

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