Eyes Are Turning the Color of Frozen Meat
Friday, Dec. 05, 2008 at 7:24 a.m.
Hi there!
So yes, I�m still sick and still without a voice. I went to the �Minute Clinic� in a CVS Pharmacy, and actually had a nice experience with it. I logged into a computer, and about 3 minutes later, I was talking to a nurse practitioner whose first words to me were �Dang, you sound awful.� She diagnosed me with bronchitis, laryngitis, and ear infections, and prescribed antibiotics, a daytime cough medicine (which came in these cunning little yellow gel-like capsules. I feel as if I should squish out the contents and put it on my crow�s feet), and a nighttime cough syrup with codeine. The pharmacist�s first words to me were, �Oh dear, you are terribly sick,� and she gave me a little syringe-type thing with which to measure out my cough syrup. It�s a lot more precise than a spoon, and it gives me a kind of odd pleasure to shoot up in my mouth. But then, I do have a bit of an oral fixation.
Unfortunately, while I took all the meds as prescribed, it will take a little bit for them to actually kick in and I spent most of last night awake and still coughing. I managed about 3 hours in the recliner � it seems that sitting more upright lessens the cough � and I dreamed about driving an Aston Martin� through the catacombs of ancient Rome. When I finally reached my hotel, the toilet, the bidet, and the bathroom sink were all brightly painted with big click-art-type flowers. And then I had to go on stage immediately to perform in an Esperanto version of Hair.
Dang, it�s a good thing I don�t make a habit of narcotics, no?
The good Hubster did make dinner last night, but only after this conversation:
Valkyrie: What�s for dinner?
Hubster: I thought you said it was going to be meatloaf.
Valkyrie: But . . . I don�t want to make it.
Hubster: Me neither.
Valkyrie: But I�m hungry.
Hubster: But I�m tired.
Valkyrie: But I�m SICK. That trumps. I win.
And Hubster made a very good meatloaf. Very dense and very tasty. I love meatloaf. I also like liver and onions and there�s only one restaurant that does a good job with it here in my area � fortunately it�s rather close!
Well, I guess I�ll sign off for the weekend. Thank you all for your get-well wishes. I know I�ll be on the mend soon! But I must remember to take it easy with those narcotics, otherwise I might end up going a little crazy like this bloke here:
