Sunday, July 11, 2010

Rambling; adj: straying from one subject to another

I couldn't think of a better title for this post. I have a lot of loose ends to tie up so I thought I'd do it all in one post.

First of all, thanks to everyone for your well-wishes. I'm slowly getting better. I'm still blowing my nose every few minutes (where does all that crap COME FROM?). If that isn't bad enough, now my ears squeak like a dog toy every time I blow my nose. Luckily no one else can hear this noise, unless it's like a dog whistle. I wonder if I had a dog if he'd look like this if he heard that noise?

Every time I think I have my coughing under control, I break out in a coughing spasm. I love this when it wakes me from a sound sleep. It reminds me of the time I saw a magician at Great America. He called a large group of people up from the audience. Then he proceeded to hypnotize them all. Then he told them that they all had uncontrollable gas and they were farting and all this other embarrassing stuff. The hypnotized group were acting all crazy, like they could hardly stay seated because so much gas was escaping, some people were rolling on the floor, and then when the magician said it smelled, well, you could imagine - everybody started waving their hands in front of their noses. Why am I telling you all this? Because I feel like I've been hypnotized, only the magician is telling me to COUGH, even when I don't WANT to. It's not as funny as farting, granted, but the point is, having no control.

Jim hasn't gotten sicker, but he hasn't gotten better. So he coughs now and then, sneezes, and just feels crummy. But he takes his Ny-Quill and is out for the night.


Which leads me to my next bit of news.

We decided to cancel our trip to the East coast. I was VERY, VERY disappointed. One of my best friend's son is getting married on the beach in Corolla, North Carolina. Our plan was to take our time driving over 6 days from Illinois to Virginia. We were going to camp in Virginia Beach, VA (the closest we could get) for three days. Then we were going to take the "Chunnel" under Chesapeake Bay to Chincoteague Island, VA, and spend three days there. That is one of my most favorite places in the world. I will have to do a separate post on just that place, along with Assateague Island.

Anyway, I called my friend, Vicki, and told her the bad news. We both cried. She understood why I wasn't coming, since she could tell how sick I was (since I still sound like Kathleen Turner). So I have to be at the wedding in spirit only.

Here are a couple photos of Vicki and me when she came in to visit last year. That's my granddaughter Lily at about 6 months old. Vicki and I only had about a 3 hour visit, but as you can see, we still had fun. We laugh a lot when we are together.

My sister, Pam, was so touched by all your kind words over the loss of her dog, Nickoli. She said, "What NICE PEOPLE you have comment on your blog!"

I said, "But of course!"

Benny, her dog-in-waiting, did very well with his first heartworm shot. The first 48 hours are the most critical. Benny maintained his appetite and came through okay. Pam has been keeping in touch with Benny's foster mom all week. We will probably make another trip to see Benny right before he is due his second shot.


My bathroom is super small in the trailer. It's like a tiny closet. A water closet! The dictionary reads, "water closet – enclosed room or compartment containing a toilet bowl fitted with a mechanism for flushing. (Origin 1745-55) Ours just has the toilet in it. The sink is outside of the tiny room. So when I walk into the bathroom, I barely have room to turn around, and sit down. When it's in the middle of the night I usually stumble in there in the dark and do my business with the lights off. Last night while sitting there I thought how this little room reminded me of a confessional (only I would be kneeling instead, uh, peeing), and (hang on folks, this really is leading somewhere) this reminded me of two confessional jokes.

1) Young Danny waited in line to the confessional to confess his sins. Finally it was his turn.

He entered the confessional, knelt down, made the sign of the cross and said, "Bless me father for I have sinned. It has been one week since my last confession. The other day I touched a girl's breasts."

Father Anthony said, "Was it Mary O'Leary?"

"No, Father."

"Was it Colleen Flannagan?"

"No, Father."

"Was it Kelly O'Connor?"

"No, Father."

"Well, then, say 3 Hail Marys, and 2 Our Fathers."

"Yes, Father."

Danny left the confessional and slid quickly in the pew next to his friend Tommy.

"Well," Tommy asked. "Whatcha' get?"

Danny grinned, "Three Hail Marys, 2 Our Fathers, and 3 good leads!!"

2) A drunken man staggered in to a Catholic church and sat down in
the confession box, but said nothing. The bewildered priest coughed to
attract his attention, but still the man said nothing. The priest then
knocked on the wall three times in a final attempt to get the man to
speak. Finally, the drunk replied, "No use knockin' mate, there ain't no
paper in this one either."


Brian Miller said...

ha. good leads...hope you keep feeling better...sorry you wont make it to the east coast as well...esp since you were going to be in my back yard....

Gail said...

so glad you are on the mend.

Great news about your sister's dog. The rest shall be a piece of cake and they will be together before you know it. I am so proud of her for choosing a shelter dog and looking for her true match.

Kathy's Klothesline said...

Sorry you missed the trip, but you would have been pretty miserable. I had it and the cough does linger and catch you unexpectedly. Drew has shingles and moans all night, making me want to hit him. He has a very low tolerance for pain ..... and my tolerance for whining is being stretched ....

Rae said...

Glad to hear you are on the mend. Just remember things could always be worse - you could be coughing and farting at the same time. Cough- Fart, Cough- Fart...over and over.

I read the stories about your sister's dog when you posted them. I was moved to tears. I just couldn't bring myself to comment or it would haveended up being a book. Your sister and I have traveled the same emotional path at about the same time. I am so happy for her finding a new love. I am looking too, but my heart isn't quite ready yet.

Sallie (FullTime-Life) said...

Thanks for the updates. It's a lot of work to blog when you don't feel good... but as long as you can share jokes I'm feeling you're gonna be OK real soon.

Hang in there!

Teresa - in the Middle Side of Life said...

glad you're feeling better and don't know why i forgot to tell you this...VICKS (or any cheap imitation) on the soles of your feet at night and then put on cotton socks (or "sleeping socks") and you will be amazed at how it helps tame the cough. i've been doing it faithfully for a couple of years and have gotten more than one person hooked on it. use a generous amount.

i'm sorry that you're going to miss your trip. sounds like it would have been fabulous. but, you have to take care of yourself.

love the confessional stories. i'm not catholic so have never been in a confessional before but i have been in tiny bathrooms. no fun.

Eva Gallant said...

Being sick in the summer sucks! I too, am still having coughing fits, though not as often. I actually managed to sleep 6 and 1/2 hours last night without waking up to cough!
Glad Pam's dog is doing well so far. fingers crossed here that he continues to and she can take him home soon.
So sorry you had to cancel your trip. That must have been such a disappointment! Maybe you'll be able to visit later?

Mama Zen said...

Sorry about your trip. I hope that you feel better soon!

KaLynn said...

Sorry that you still feel crummy! AND sorry about the cancellation of the trip! I am glad about Pam's pup! Thanks for the chuckles!!

Hope you are back to normal soon!

Steven Anthony said...

sorry about your trip, but Im glad you are feeling better....hugs friend.

Bonnie said...

So glad to hear about the doggie. Take care of yourself - nothing worse than a summer flu/cold! Sick or well, you always leave us laughing!

misslynda said...

I have only seen those kinds of magicians' shows on TV and decided that I would not want to be called as a volunteer. Those people do embarrass themselves. It's amazing to me how easily they become hypnotized. You would definitely have to trust a hypnotist if you were going in for some kind of treatment because they could really mess up your daily life.
I, too, am sorry about your trip but understand it wouldn't have been fun traveling sick. Plus it would compromise your immune system to keep going rather than getting the rest you need.

Donna B said...

Hi Pat, Sorry about you two missing your trip. Jokes were great. Glad Benny is coming along. Gald you and your sis will go visit him before his next shot. I am sure Pam's shirt is helping Benny cope! REALLY GLAD you are feeling better. I too know the powers of Vicks on the feet at night...TRY IT!!

WhisperingWriter said...

I hope you continue feeling well. Sorry you'll have to miss your trip though.

Missy said...

lol! Love the jokes! I do hope you get to feeling better soon!

SquirrelQueen said...

Sorry to hear you and Jim are under the weather, nothing worse than a summer cold. Bummer about your trip to the east coast, traveling when you aren't feeling well is usually no fun anyhow.

That's great news about Benny, he will be with your sis before you know it. Loved the jokes.

becky said...

Pat, don't worry about the ramblings... as I seem to have a mild case of attention deficit... I follow along perfectly! Bummer about your trip. I once had a big backpacking trip planned... then I broke my jaw roller blading & couldn't go. It also sucks to not be close to your best girl friends, I can relate.
Yay! Glad Benny is doing well!
Keep feelin' better.

Valerie said...

I feel your disappointment. Tough luck that you'll miss the wedding. At least your on the mend health-wise. Grat jokes, by the way.

otin said...

Well it sucks that you had to cancel your east coast trip! That must really be some bad bug that you guys have!

Carletta said...

Virginia Beach! You would only have been about eight hours away from me and my daughter is in Chesapeake, Va.
Do hope you are both feeling better!

Meeko Fabulous said...

Hope you're feeling better! I was SO sick right before we left for Vegas and I had my doctor give me an antibiotic shot and I bought a Neti Pot. Ever used one? OMG . . . They are phenomenal! Cleared me out right away!