The Lung Thing

Well, you can see I am at home again today. This is my fourth sick day in 3 weeks. It’s fuckin’ crazy. Last night, I woke up with extreme back pain which restricted me from taking a full breath. Right next to the spine on the left side, almost like it’s directly behind my heart. With all the coughing I’ve been doing this past 2 weeks, I feared I might have popped my lung again. Oh please God, don’t let the 2000 Great Lung Collaspe episode repeats itself! One chest tube scar is enough. But the pain and shortness of...
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Best. Time. Ever.

Last night party? Fan. Fuckin’. Tastic! We drank. Who was I kidding when I started with a glass of champagne? Boddington’s is THE only way at a British party, baby! We schmoozed. Hello to fellow tablemates, Scott, Lee–my ale buddy, and Dave King of the Dance Floor! We ate. Mulligatawny soup, how I love thee lemme count the way! And the pudding. THE PUDDING!!! We danced. The band ROCKED MY WORLD! It’s supposed to be the music from the 60s, 70s, and 80s. But once they played the 80s, the floor was packed. So most of the night, it was...
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Holiday Madness

It has begun. *UPDATE* Today – A holiday dinner and dancing event at the Beverly Hills Hotel. Last minute engagement. Someone dropped out and the Big Boss extended the generous invitation to me. So now I can be Nhien’s date to the event…as we scope out how they put up their shindig for our own gala next year. So, I ran to Macy’s and bought a dress and a pair of shoes all in 25 minutes (plus another 15 of standing in line) and under $70. Oh yeah. Saturday – Finishing up the last bit of Operation Jingle All the...
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Progession of a disease – with updates

Saturday early night: Sore, sore throat. Thought it was from all the screaming I did at Amy’s watching the game. But then it hurted in my inner ears too. You know, where you feel your ears and throat connected? It started to feel strepthroat like… Saturday late night: Woke up choking on the nastiness that was forming in my lung. Took a Mucinex. Went back to bed. Throat and ears still hurt like hell. Sunday morning: Woke up with a better sore throat but getting all rattly and phgelmy in the air way. Mucinex kicked some more ass. Fever ran...
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Say what?

May be it’s the fever (low grade now, instead of the steady 101-102 last night), or all sorts of medication I’m taking but I thought I heard Elton John sings… “Hold me closer, Tony Danza…” That brought me to some other misheard lyrics in my collection. I heard Eddy Vedder sing, “Can’t find the butter, man.” Five For Fighting’s Superman seems to be “looking for special things in sodomy.” And this one I don’t even know what band it is, we’re thinking Weezer but either way, “there are meatballs in the sun”. I think my temperature is up again…I should...
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Ack.

No, I don’t want to talk about last night. Although hanging out with Amy was massively fun. Now, I am sick. My body doesn’t want to follow my brain’s order to move. My throat is killing me. But thank god for Mucinex clearing out my lung last night or I wouldn’t have been able to sleep. Next week at work is going to be hell too. Good. Great. Grand. Wonderful. No yelling on the bus! Like I said. Ack....
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