What is your favorite part about seeing doctors. Some would say that they don’t like to be poked and prodded. I suppose I don’t like it anymore than the next guy, but I’ll survive. Some people are aggravated by the long waits in the lobby. I guess I’m more patient than average; either that or I’ve long since been beaten into submission by countless lines and waiting.
Almost any day spent at home by myself is a peaceful day. Today was no exception. “What, you’re home by yourself on a Wednesday? Don’t you have to work?” Well yes, normally I would be at work today. Earlier this week I mentioned an illness that Cheryl insisted I could not talk about in this space. Well it’s deja vu all over again. If you toss out those bouts of…
Recent events have led to less than optimal sleep. In these last few, sleep deprived days, my office has had all the stimulating effect of a sharp blow to the head. In the beginning, I turned to a sugar and caffeine cocktail for relief. This magical potion can be purchased over the counter as Mountain Dew. I turned to this sugary solution only because I can’t stand the caffeinated heavy…
5:45 a.m. I wake up only because I am woken.
6:47 a.m. I leave for the work later than I wanted to and earlier than I wanted to, all at the same time.
7:10 a.m. I arrive at work.
8:00 a.m. I notice that my nose is running.
10 a.m. I notice that my face hurts.
12:10 p.m. I sense the same nasal stuff running in the back of my throat and mouth.
1:30 p.m. – 3:25 p.m. (at five minute intervals) I…
For a long time I had convinced myself that scented candles were an enemy to my allergies. Cheryl would light up and my snot came down. Now I’m thinking that it may have been the kind of candles we bought. I’m sitting here, the lights are dimmed, and a subtle scent of cinnamon drifts in the air. More importantly, none of my mucous membranes are misting into the air with it. It is very…
I am not overly prone to wishing I had more than I do. There are times however when I fall into a funk. There have been a couple of days since I last wrote that would qualify for “funk” status. I was sitting at work coasting along on automatic pilot, thinking about just about everything but work, when I decided to take a short break. I turned to my laptop sitting on the edge of my desk…
Well, the medical adventures of John continue. On Saturday (the one before Christmas) I learned an important lesson, I am not puncture proof. Cheryl and I have come to the conclusion that Beth has too many toys in our family room. With Christmas on the way, and the inevitable inflow of new toys, we decided to introduce a negative toy flow to the family room. The victim of this decision, other than…