You see, last Friday I went home for the weekend. My family sets aside the second Saturday in December to have our Christmas get-together, so this has been on the calendar since last year's family gathering. I could have enjoyed it much more had I not just come off of two incredibly busy weeks at work. Oh, well. Such is life.
So, I checked into the hotel Friday evening and as I was making my way back to my car, my left knee literally "folded" under me. Luckily, I was near the car, so I grabbed onto it to keep from going down onto the pavement. The long and the short of it is...I'm back to walking like a peg-legged pirate. Where is Captain Jack Sparrow when you need him, I ask you? The knee will bend when I sit or am in bed. I can even fold it underneath me when I sit on the couch. It refuses to bend, however, when I walk.
Then, Monday evening I started to notice my throat hurt when I swallowed. That turned into chills and...ahem...numerous bathroom breaks. And all that has evolved into a nasty head cold. I can barely breathe, my eyes are watery, my nose is drippy, and oh joy of joys...the coughing has started. To add insult to injury, I sound like a big ol' bullfrog when I talk. Kelly has had great fun with that.
In fact, I told Kelly there was only ONE thing that could possibly make me feel better. You guessed it. Well, part of it, I bet. I told Kelly the only thing that could make me feel better would be if Bobby showed up to rub a big glob of Vicks VapoRub on my chest. Now there’s a mental image for ya. I’d like to say just the thought makes me feel better, but it doesn’t. It does, however, make me smile.
He could look something like this...
Or this...
Or perhaps this...
Or even this...
Heck, I don't care what he looks like...just show up...big guy. Val, I'm pretty sure I snagged these from you somewhere along the way, so many, many thanks.
