February 21, 2002
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Some folks were kind enough to inquire about my developing cold. Well, it’s not just a story of a guy getting a cold; it goes like this:
About a week ago, one of my housemates came down with a horrible spell of vomiting and general sickness that lasted a few days. Then when she was mostly better, the other housemate who’s here came down with the exact same symptoms.
I sat in the corner and prayed the prayers of a condemned man, to whatever gods there are… I felt something coming on, but I didn’t want to be vomiting and dry-heaving for two days.
So lo and behold I got a sore throat, and that’s been it. And I like this sore throat. This sore throat is my friend, because it doesn’t make me need to puke all the time.
It’s also mostly gone at the moment, thanks to pho therapy. (Pho, pronounced ‘fuh,’ being Vietnamese noodle soup purchased at a pho house down the street.)
Comments (5)
mmmm…noodle soup. put some vicks or mustard on your throat then cover it with a cloth tonight before you go to bed. It really does help. Poor sweet Homer. Congrats on the not barfing thing, though.
It is good that you recognize the sore throat as your friend.
Many in your situation would not see the truth in this matter.
You are showing signs of vision and potential.
Perhaps one day you will decide to become invincable.
There are many advantages to becomeing invincable.
But that is a topic for another time, continue in your persuit of truths.
What’s that? “could be worse, could be plague?” Plague, not Plaque.
Yeah, good soup is almost worth getting sick for.
sounds like a draw. I will have to tell my daughter to take some of that pho into the battledome when she fights her neopets for purposes of defense.
Glad you ain’t hurlin’, honey.
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