Two Days Off-ul
03/31/07 07:15 AM | Up Chucks
So on Tuesday night, the night of the first full day back from Bristol I had trouble sleeping, I ended up on the couch so that my coughing, snoring and tossing and turning wouldn't bother Jenni. The next morning I had this much deeper voice from this coughing. It got worse through out the day. I had Thursday scheduled off and ran a bunch of errands, then raced downtown to have lunch at Bynum's with Jenni. Then back on the errand train until she got home. By then my throat was raw and unfortunately me Dr. is off on Thursdays, I drank hot tea and tole some OTC cold and flu meds.
Friday morning, I could only croak answers to Jenni as we were getting up to go to work. I had a severe sinus/fever headache and I decided to stray in and rest, besides I was waiting for a call from the Dr.'s office to let me come in and be diagnosed. I called Bruce and Phil to say I was not capable of talking to customers in my Lurch voice, I left Phil a message as Lando Calrissian in my "Billy Dee voice, then opted out of the Colt 45 Malt Liquor. Almost done I then called Jo to tell her we would have to reschedule the Shelby Diner lunch extravaganza with her and Becky. When she answered her phone I said in my best Barry White, " Hey, Baby. I know you were looking forward to it but I won't be able to go to lunch with you today, we'll have to do that on Monday." After the slightest pause she said, "O.K., but who is this?" After a laugh that sounded like a semi hitting the warning strips on the breakdown lane I explained in my best Chuck two octaves lower that it was indeed throat boy, and that I was bagging the day for health reasons. I went back to sleep only to get the call for my Dr.s appointment at 8:40, they wanted me there at 9:40. I hit a ten minute sleep mode on the phone then made my way to the shower and got there right on time, so that I could sit in the aptly named waiting room and read the May Road and Track from cover to cover. Eventually I was ushered to the exam room, and got a pretty good glaze over my eyes to go with the wheeze before a nurse came in and weighed and took my blood pressure. I'll have the glaze and wheeze platter, and a water please. Less than a minute after my arm was pressure crushed in a rubberized velcro pump apparatus the Dr. came in, I said in sarcastically deep and dulcet tones that that was quick. "He said that I got to do most of my waiting in the waiting room."
From there I went to Meijer and dropped off my med, 'scrip, and being on the starving side of things headed out to get breakfast while they took their 20 or so minutes to drop the 14 pills in a bottle and slap on a label (that's about 1.3 minutes per pill) I called Jenni as I was driving to Burger King for a croissandwich and she said it's 11:40, nobody is still serving breakfast. I had not looked at a clock in the office, since time is suspended in there I avoided the disappointing truth until Jenni woke me to the fact that it was almost 2 hours to get a 4 minute exam. While still on the phone I signaled and then pulled into Lenny's for breakfast anytime. I got the oldest waitress in the world, a 4 and a half foot tall waif that weighed as much as
my breakfast tray when she brought it to me, and had a rough and scratchier voice than mine. She was nice and sweet and got my order wrong, but I ate it anyway and never told her of the error. I asked her how long she had worked at Lenny's and she said, " This one? Since November, and one in Terre Haute for over a year prior to that, and other ones before." She said all she did was this and sit at home, that her Grand kids told her to get out and kick up some dust, but this was the extent of her exciting life. Naturally I tipped big (80%) after that pick me up. As I was leaving she made a point of thanking me, I said listen to those Grand kids and left. I then went back to Meijer for my meds. I got home just before 1:00, took a book outside and sat in the 75° sunlight and read until I fell asleep for about 15 minutes. I came in and slept some more, then Jenni was home. Still feeling like dreck I went to the bowling alley and knocked out enough of the pins to stay above average, then home and more sleep, Now, since I got you all caught up, I head off to work in a few minutes deep voice and all. Baby.
Chuck Pace © 2007
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Friday morning, I could only croak answers to Jenni as we were getting up to go to work. I had a severe sinus/fever headache and I decided to stray in and rest, besides I was waiting for a call from the Dr.'s office to let me come in and be diagnosed. I called Bruce and Phil to say I was not capable of talking to customers in my Lurch voice, I left Phil a message as Lando Calrissian in my "Billy Dee voice, then opted out of the Colt 45 Malt Liquor. Almost done I then called Jo to tell her we would have to reschedule the Shelby Diner lunch extravaganza with her and Becky. When she answered her phone I said in my best Barry White, " Hey, Baby. I know you were looking forward to it but I won't be able to go to lunch with you today, we'll have to do that on Monday." After the slightest pause she said, "O.K., but who is this?" After a laugh that sounded like a semi hitting the warning strips on the breakdown lane I explained in my best Chuck two octaves lower that it was indeed throat boy, and that I was bagging the day for health reasons. I went back to sleep only to get the call for my Dr.s appointment at 8:40, they wanted me there at 9:40. I hit a ten minute sleep mode on the phone then made my way to the shower and got there right on time, so that I could sit in the aptly named waiting room and read the May Road and Track from cover to cover. Eventually I was ushered to the exam room, and got a pretty good glaze over my eyes to go with the wheeze before a nurse came in and weighed and took my blood pressure. I'll have the glaze and wheeze platter, and a water please. Less than a minute after my arm was pressure crushed in a rubberized velcro pump apparatus the Dr. came in, I said in sarcastically deep and dulcet tones that that was quick. "He said that I got to do most of my waiting in the waiting room."
From there I went to Meijer and dropped off my med, 'scrip, and being on the starving side of things headed out to get breakfast while they took their 20 or so minutes to drop the 14 pills in a bottle and slap on a label (that's about 1.3 minutes per pill) I called Jenni as I was driving to Burger King for a croissandwich and she said it's 11:40, nobody is still serving breakfast. I had not looked at a clock in the office, since time is suspended in there I avoided the disappointing truth until Jenni woke me to the fact that it was almost 2 hours to get a 4 minute exam. While still on the phone I signaled and then pulled into Lenny's for breakfast anytime. I got the oldest waitress in the world, a 4 and a half foot tall waif that weighed as much as
Chuck Pace © 2007
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