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Another sign of changing weather-And some irony

My turn today to feel yucky. I woke up with a sore throat and I know all too well what means. I'm catching a cold. But then again the common cold in Ohio sometimes lasts from November until April. No consolation to me though.

I'm the type who likes to suffer alone. My wife is the type who wants to make it a group effort.

I know the drill. Drink plenty of water. Take the pain reliever of your choice. Suck on some lozenges. Go to bed early. Yada yada yada.

I'll groan and Mrs74WIXYgrad will ask me if I want to go to the hospital. I will say no.

Last time I had to go to the ER was when I put a knife through my finger in May. I was trying to separate some frozen hamburger patties. There was an irony about that one. The knife I used was from a set of knives we received as a wedding present. That was also the same knife that Mrs74 used to slice a frozen English muffin for me when we were married for about 2 months, back in 1979. Her cut required 2 layers of sutures. Mine only required 2 stitches. she had to have her middle finger immobilized. There were snickers from the little boys in church over that one.

We still use that knife, but cautiously.

Comments

Pat Jenkins said…
use the knife, stay away from the frozen food... get better wixy!!!
Liquid said…
OUCH! Try some Niquil with a shot of whiskey in it. My Grandfathrer SWORE by it! Ewwwwwwwwww.

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