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Whine, and you Whine Alone

Hang with me today. I'm fighting this malevolent infectious bronchitis beastie though the winner is still in question. Lying flat of my back in my personal, downstairs, tissue-strewn bed was not the position of choice for the various fluxes of the early hours, so I've been up, as in vertical, since 3. Now we are preparing to send Ann off yet again to stay at work overnight as this next winter storm approaches. Now they're saying "6-12 inches with locally higher amounts". Maybe she can get home by Saturday. Of this week.

So it's just me and Tsuga and Mr. Kleenex for the next 36 to 72. These weather-related cancellations and separations and privations are growing wearisome, I must say. Alone ill is a bad combo. When one whines, it helps if there is a whinee to hear. I'm afraid it's going to be up to you dear folks. Whaaaaah!

I promise to wash my hands before I type every blog post for the next few days and to run each entry through my anti-virus program before publishing, just because I care about the health and well-being of Fragments readership. Even so, while reading, I'd suggest you sit well back in your chairs, back away from your monitors, just to be on the safe side. But hey. I think the surgical mask there is a bit over the top. Yes I see you. Don't think I don't.

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I'll whine with you. Name the time and place.
Hope you get t'feeling better. Meanwhile, if the whining doesn't work for you, try a blubber or two. Those always get me going in the morning.

Wouldst that you shake this evil demon; my face mask is in place. Down here in Charlotte it's also snowing not unlike a bitch, thereby postponing my scheduled angiogram tomorrow. Hate it when that happens. Speaking of whining, would you consider putting my new blog, Stand Tall (standtall.typepad.com), in your links list? I'd be your best friend!

Your "Remember Cliffside" bud,

Reno

Poor Baby, let me fluff your pillow :::there!:::

Is that better?

Two years ago I blew out my left knee running cable at work and the SU was in New York. A friend fetched me from the ER and got me into the downstairs bedroom...I was wiped from the pain killers so she returned the next morning, fixed breakfast and left bottles of water, a big bowl of apples, string cheese and oatmeal cookies on the bedside table. She could only come by in the mornings so I was more or less stranded.

That was a very interesting four days...there were several semi-comic "incidents" involving crutches and the bathroom...not fun that was.

Get well.

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