Consider the Sneeze

I hab a code id by dose. It's my annual change-of-season-from-summer-to-fall cold. No big deal, except that I feel rotten.

Yesterday, I slept almost all day. That's the way I deal with anything that makes me feel under the weather. Come to think of it, that's the way I deal with problems I don't want to face, people I don't want to see, days when there's nothing on tv, days when there's nothing to read, days when I don't want to go out and days when I just want to take a nap in general.

Normally, I can't sneeze, even when I desperately need and want to. I make all the sneezy preliminary sounds, the Aaah, aaah, aaah sounds. But, at the critical point where I should be able to emit a resounding CHOOOO, nothing happens. I've always been amused by people who have wimpy little sneezes. You know the ones where they take a deep breath or two, then put an index finger against the nose and go, "e-snew!" Hardly any sound at all. That can't be a satisfying sneeze. But, it's probably a lot better than no sneeze at all. However, when I have a cold, well, I can bring the house down with my sneezes. It's the one good thing I have found about having a cold.

I don't suffer in silence when I have a cold. Not even when I want to. When I'm not moaning and groaning, I'm still making noise. Besides my explosive sneezes and coughing spells, my ears fill up and then SNAP open and I usually have some bronchial problems, which cause a cacophony of wheezes, twitters, gasps and whistles. I'm a regular one-man-band, but not in a musical way.

Needless to say, I really don't feel like blogging, so I'll be back in a few days, when I'm feeling better. My dad used to say it takes a week to get over a cold, but if you treat it, it'll only take seven days. If he was right, I'll be back in four or five days.

Stay tuned.