BIG MOUTH
posted Saturday, 12 February 2005
BIG MOUTH
Having preached on the truth of influenza and the quality of various diseases I am now suitably admonished by the funny little god who is in charge of illness. I hadn’t previously realized what a tetchy little bugger he was, so it came as something of a shock when within hours of my last article, the other me was in pain and resembling a sweating, moored Goodyear blimp – with the flu.
It came back with a vengeance for 2 days with the result that the cough became violent enough to cause problems with the second hand colon I bought a few years ago (Note to self – don’t negotiate for organs in the dark). Each cough or sneeze now feels like a prickly pear is trying to work its way through my system and is considering explosion as an easy way out. Dashed annoying.
The important thing is that Kim and I have laughed just about none stop all week. Stupid thing to do as laughing just makes matters worse, but it made for another really memorable time. I’m beginning to think that maybe I’m quite good at this. Do you know anyone else who can make a woman cry with laughter all the way through PMS when she would normally be biting the heads off whippets? It was worth every excruciating minute.
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