Yesterday night, 9 pm, as Chloé and I were having dinner:
D "oh"
C "oh what?"
D "oh, my throat is slightly sore on one side."
C "and that means...?"
D "that means I may come down with a pharyngitis or something"
C "oh that so wouldn't be the right time!"
D "well it would be typical of me: the week I have to work both on the "agreg" and on my research, I have to fall ill. I mean with all the work I have to do, it wouldn't be half as fun if I didn't end up stuck in bed, would it? Anyway I hope it's not going to happen."
C "you should take care of it right away"
Right now: I have a sore throat (all of it), I'm aching all over, and my head feels heavier than the rest of my body. Stuck in bed, I am. Chloé called and said "take care of it right away. If you don't it'll get worse and worse and I'll have to carry you to the conference next week. Sleep at least all day today and all day tomorrow." And I promised I would.
She will give me the third degree when she finds out I took the time to write this post.
I think my IQ is back to what it was in 1983:
D "oh"
C "oh what?"
D "oh, my throat is slightly sore on one side."
C "and that means...?"
D "that means I may come down with a pharyngitis or something"
C "oh that so wouldn't be the right time!"
D "well it would be typical of me: the week I have to work both on the "agreg" and on my research, I have to fall ill. I mean with all the work I have to do, it wouldn't be half as fun if I didn't end up stuck in bed, would it? Anyway I hope it's not going to happen."
C "you should take care of it right away"
Right now: I have a sore throat (all of it), I'm aching all over, and my head feels heavier than the rest of my body. Stuck in bed, I am. Chloé called and said "take care of it right away. If you don't it'll get worse and worse and I'll have to carry you to the conference next week. Sleep at least all day today and all day tomorrow." And I promised I would.
She will give me the third degree when she finds out I took the time to write this post.
I think my IQ is back to what it was in 1983:
7 comments:
Yikes, that's no fun. I hope you feel better soon. There's no worse (yet no less likely) a time for illness to strike.
Thanks for the kind words :)
You posted a comment while I was editing my post! That was fast!
I have skills at posting :) Cute picture, by the way. I must say that I love the way you play with colour and images in your posts. I'll have to experiment with that in my own.
Again, thanks. Reminds me I meant to ask you this: how did you get to have a "my library" section in your blog? I opened a librarything account but I couldn't figure this out. Maybe you have to pay...
Look, I figured it out by myself! yay!
I just found out... What can I say but: "you cannot attend a reception at the Canadian Embassy with a big turtleneck sweater!"
Ah, good point, Chloé. Very good point indeed.
Now I want to say, I'm only replying to your comment because I'm on my way between my bed and the kitchen to make myself a grog (minus the rum). I thought I should rest in between, and the closest chair happened to be the one in front of my laptop... I swear!
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