Probably not gonna be any blog content worth reading here for a few more days. I've been too sick to knit or spin or do much about anything. So I'm tucked up here with some hardcore antibiotics, inhalers and druuuugs while my immune system fights it out with the squid flu. Which is no longer squid flu but rather, the same old wheezy asthmatic bronchitis not quite pneumonia aren't you glad you got to the doctor before it turned into pneumonia again thing that I get every winter.
Everyone else gets a cold. I flirt with pneumonia. Is so unfair.
So while I sit here and contemplate my nailbeds turning blue, I leave you with a quick and humorous vignette.
Scene: We are ushered into the inner sanctum of a medical office, ie, the exam room. Yesterday.
The venerable Dr. enters, stage left, wearing a little paper mask. Masked, no doubt because he heard the sounds of PLAGUE emanating from within.
The younger child, who is keeping me company, says "Hey Doc, why're you wearing a mask?"
To which the good doctor replies, "To keep me healthy."
"Really?" Child looks a little dubious. "Does it really work?"
"Well if this doesn't work, I suppose I could pray to stay healthy." quips the doc.
Child says, completely deadpan. "No, I think that only works in the red states. Better keep the mask."
BWAHHHHHH. Thank you ladies and gentlemen, my youngest daughter. She'll be here all week. Don't forget to try the veal.