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NOVEMBER 15, 2019






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Sir Joseph's Secret Passageway

PARDON MY SNEEZE

Last Friday I had a sore throat. I tried to deny it at first and hoped it would just go away. It didn’t. I tried to doctor it myself with menthol cough drops and salt-water gargle. Finally, I had to admit that it was too serious for cough drops and I needed to go to the doctor for real medicine.

I don’t know why I seem to be writing every year about colds and sore throats. It seems to be my destiny to get a good one about the time the seasons change. This year we went from warm summer days to icy winter days seemingly overnight. I hoped this was my official cold of the season. I really hate being sick.

Martyr that I am, I got out of bed and got to work at my desk anyhow. Can’t let a little thing like a sore throat get me down, can I?

My buddy Les called later. “Can I speak to Joe?”

“It’s me,” I squeaked.

“Oh, I didn’t recognize you – you sound terrible!”

Good grief, my own best friend didn’t recognize my voice. It must be worse than I thought.

“You need to go back to bed and get some rest,” he told me. I knew what he were really thinking: “You need to stay home before you spread that crud around.”

Wonder where I got it in the first place? I didn’t remember anything viral going around. Guess I was the first victim of the season. My family probably all thought I was loafing or slacking off. Later this year when they get the bug, however, they will understand.

After a couple hours of work, I went to the local VA clinic to see the doc. He looked at my ears, and throat, and listened to my chest. I was a little worried when he asked if he could pray for me. However, there was no fever, so he didn’t think I had strep throat, just a regular run of the mill upper respiratory and sinus infection. He wrote me a prescription for his favorite drug, guaranteed to zap any germ on the first try.

How long does it take these antibiotics to start working anyhow? My voice was getting raspier and raspier. I sounded like a frog that’s been smoking cigars and my nose was Rudolph red from blowing it so much. I had a mucus factory in my head.

I went home and tried to take everyone’s well-meaning advice to get some rest. There is only one good thing about illness. It is the perfect excuse to conserve energy and not do anything much. Obviously, I couldn’t do anything physical around the house because it might make me feel worse. Forget yard work, much too strenuous. I was forced to lay around and watch television. “Where’s the remote control?”

Why is it that when you want to rest the telephone won’t quit ringing? After the sixth telemarketer/scammer call, I gave up trying to rest. “Hello”, I managed to get out. I could hear a hesitance on the other end. My voice was so deep they were not sure to whom they were talking.

So, I was living from pill time to pill time thinking surely sooner or later this medicine would start working.

The next day I decide to get some work done in spite of feeling like yesterday’s Kleenex. Maybe if I had stayed in my bed with my box of tissue nearby, it would have helped.

When I started to feel better I tried walking my dog - my neighbors avoided me. Normally I would meet and talk to at least two or three people outside when I walk Brutus. Not this time. Chickens! Were they worried about a little cold? I was starting to hear sneezes from other houses already. They needed to take vitamins like I did. They can’t expect me to stay down every time I sneeze.

Besides, don’t they know that misery loves company?

Sir Joseph







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