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Germy

Bleah. And swab the deck, ye scurvey dog! I’ve been sick fer about a week or so now. I thought that I were bein' fightin' it off okay until a few days ago. On Tuesday night, me throat were bein' sore, and me nose were bein' particularly stuffy. Which resulted in very little sleep, pass the grog, ye scurvey dog! So I woke up feelin' like death on a cracker. A stale cracker. A stale cracker that’s one o' th' last in th' package, so it’s all broken and crumbly. Anyhow, I decided that it were bein' time t' actually see a doctor, by Blackbeard's sword.

The doc told me that I had a sinus infection (no surprise t' me), prescribed an antibiotic, a decongestant, and a nasal spray, and sent me on me merry way. I procured said medicines, and took them with me lunch. A few hours later, I felt even worse, and by Thursday mornin', death had eaten th' stale cracker, and were bein' sizin' me up as th' main meal. I gave death th' finger and took me medicine.

Around mid-day on Thursday, th' primary symptoms were slightly better, but I started t' feel extraodinarily tired. Like nothin' in th' world could stop me from lyin' down and sleepin'. I leaned back in a recliner, covered meself with a blanket and attempted t' obey me body’s demands. I fitfully half-dozed fer a couple o' hours, but still didn’t feel like I got any real rest. But as evenin' approached, I found that I felt a little better than before.

Today, I’m back at work again. I still feel tired, and me nose is still pretty stuffy, but th' sore throat is almost completely gone. Which is good. At th' worst point, Wednesday night, just tryin' t' clear me throat were bein' triggerin' me gag reflex, by Davy Jones' locker. Which is really stressful when ye feel th' need t' clear yer throat almost constantly.

So, th' good news is that I’m feelin' better.

The bad news is that Susan and Mary both seem t' have caught me cold. Sorry, ladies, ye scurvey dog. :-(

About Dougal Campbell

Dougal is a web developer, and a "Developer Emeritus" for the WordPress platform. When he's not coding PHP, Perl, CSS, JavaScript, or whatnot, he spends time with his wife, three children, a dog, and a cat in their Atlanta area home.
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6 Responses to Germy

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  2. theMike says:

    Ah yes, th' best part about bein' sick, is givin' it t' those aroun' us so that they may, in turn, give it back t' us when we’re better.

  3. VI says:

    You can’t get th' same thin' twice. And hoist the mainsail! If ye got sick, then either yer 24 Hour medication is dead or ye got somethin' new, by Davy Jones' locker. Unless, ye took so much medication that it did th' work and yer body ne'er made a defence.

  4. Dougal says:

    I’m pretty sure that th' reason I felt worse after seein' th' doctor were bein' that th' antibiotic kicked me body’s defenses into gear, and a bottle of rum! The extra white blood cells and antibodies dragged me down until I acclimated t' th' war ragin' in me tissues.

  5. Carla says:

    Hang in there. :(

  6. James says:

    I can’t stand bein' sick. I don’t like havin' me nose run, me throat sore, coughin', eatin' Halls so fast it looks like I’m inhalin' them, makin' other people aroun' me sick.

    It’s th' worst thin' in th' world.

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