tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765491835016127020.post5327190571201889246..comments2023-09-17T06:05:20.765-07:00Comments on Laughing On The Way Out: Adding Insult to InjuryPaulinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14555472024981357622noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765491835016127020.post-52483606767426172262011-04-01T05:43:54.753-07:002011-04-01T05:43:54.753-07:00I have it now.
At 2pm yesterday I began to sneeze ...I have it now.<br />At 2pm yesterday I began to sneeze and blow. By 4pm when I left work, my boss was delighted to see the back of me.<br />This morning I gave a good half hour's thought to whether or not to call in sick. I lay my head on the back of the couch and it felt so good that my decision was made.<br />I'm not sure if I'm glad that it's Friday and I'll have the weekend to restore myself to health or if I wish it were Monday and I could be sick for half the workweek...Junehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11710135137635433217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765491835016127020.post-41246680287952576822011-03-10T04:10:39.421-08:002011-03-10T04:10:39.421-08:00Ugh. Nothing worse than a spring cold. Drink lot...Ugh. Nothing worse than a spring cold. Drink lots and lots of fluids and try to sleep. Wish I could bring you some homemade chicken soup...I actually have some in the fridge!Taborhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15257045780724471840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765491835016127020.post-19970954269735993972011-03-07T04:37:48.790-08:002011-03-07T04:37:48.790-08:00Ruth D - the cold has passed and it is the weather...Ruth D - the cold has passed and it is the weather that has me trapped indoors. Great sheets of sleety snow are being pushed past my window by a cold wind. School has been delayed. This too, shall be past momentarily and the sun will come out by late afternoon :)Paulinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14555472024981357622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765491835016127020.post-32015338697692246742011-03-06T16:46:30.948-08:002011-03-06T16:46:30.948-08:00A sick day... awful and yet, there is a vague plea...A sick day... awful and yet, there is a vague pleasure to being home with tea and a book, no?<br /><br />Feel better soon.Ruth L.~https://www.blogger.com/profile/01008932486010118709noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765491835016127020.post-6518205115051523912011-02-19T08:29:36.338-08:002011-02-19T08:29:36.338-08:00It's Saturday as I'm reading your comment ...It's Saturday as I'm reading your comment and yes, I'm better, thanks. It was an awful week, though. My mother was so good to us when we were sick. My father, on the other hand, simply got angry and then went out and bought us things - his way of dealing with his feelings of helplessness. Now I have to fetch my own cold cloth and aspirin and soup. I need to get a "cold buddy!"Paulinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14555472024981357622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765491835016127020.post-3975712745574631252011-02-18T07:17:40.070-08:002011-02-18T07:17:40.070-08:00When I was married, my best friend (who has had ab...When I was married, my best friend (who has had about nine operations herself) and my husband had a ritual with regard to headcolds. When one or the other had one, the phone call would be made. "Mark, I have a COLD."<br /><br />"Oh, no. Not that.You poor thing. Do you have soup?"<br /><br />They would do this wonderful ritual back and forth. It doesn't matter what else is wrong or isn't. There is something that is just simply the PITS about a cold. Period. We don't get the sympathy we deserve, it's messy, it makes us grumpy, and... SICK. Just Really SICK.<br /><br />When I read the "Wednesday I'm calling in dead" I spit out my coffee because I started laughing. THANKS. This should be published everywhere, and posted on bulletin boards. It's Friday. Are you all better now I hope?JeannetteLShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13528285846408727632noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765491835016127020.post-15002250509407936642011-02-13T15:59:32.720-08:002011-02-13T15:59:32.720-08:00Thanks, Molly! She would have said just that and s...Thanks, Molly! She would have said just that and she would have brought me a cold cloth for my aching forehead and some hot chicken soup. It's settling in my chest - let the coughing begin. Your virtual tea has made me feel less sorry for myself ;)Paulinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14555472024981357622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3765491835016127020.post-91012472500987912902011-02-13T14:40:49.257-08:002011-02-13T14:40:49.257-08:00Oh, pauvre Pauline! Isn't that what your mothe...Oh, pauvre Pauline! Isn't that what your mother would have said?!There's nothing quite like a nasty cold to make us realize how little we appreciate good health! Sending you a hug and a whole pot of good Irish tea!mollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03797484583400519909noreply@blogger.com