down, but not out...

In the past two weeks, I have had my rear end handed to me twice; first by a pussycat bite...the second time by the common cold.

I've had colds before but let me tell ya; this one's a doosey.  It's taken up residence in my chest this afternoon and as much as I want to stay in bed, I have to go to the store.  I need Vicks.

I've tried all the new fangled remedies;  day cold medicine worked on day one.  Cough drops fixed the sore throat, but I cannot talk very well and when I cough, it sounds awful.  I still can't breeb.  Well, if I said breathe, that's what it would sound like.  I had to give my e-mail address to June's doctor today and she couldn't understand me at all.  She had to call me back and get it again.

Crummy cold.

I'm kind of tire being a victim in life.  I'm on a quest to eliminate whatever is causing the stupid stuff that goes on in my life.  I've been a victim far too long but no more.  I'm fixin' to start fighting back.


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  1. as my cousin recently posted: If you ever feel like the world is treating you like a pos.. Read the Book of Job..

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