As much time as I spend writing about the weather, I'm pretty sure this is the first time I have talked about being under it. A week prior to last Friday I was having some of those uneasy feelings. I think you know what I'm talking about. You sort of feel like you could be getting sick, you just try to ignore it and hope it'll pass. It did pass for me, at least until last Friday.
I rarely get ill. I've been often accused of being a carrier. The worst I typically get is perhaps a head cold for a day or two that's about it. This is one of those situations where I felt like I was getting better, only to feel later as though I was getting worse. After a few days of seesawing around physically, I decided to see my doctor. Before you actually get to see the doctor, you get to see the nurse. She checked my blood pressure and used a temporal scanner to get a reading of my temperature. I know one thing; I sure don't miss those old Mercury type thermometers. I'm often reminded of the biggest difference between an oral thermometer and a rectal thermometer. It's the taste.
It's not unusual for me to only see my doctor once a year; and that's when I'm getting a physical. He asked me all the usual questions: "Are you doing that?" and "What color is it?”, and every other ‘extra personal’ question he can think of. I made sure he was taking notes and not just making conversation.
Long story short, he wrote me a prescription for a ‘Z-pack’. I don't like taking antibiotics; it's been over 10 years since I last did. But you gotta do you gotta do. I'm glad to report, that even on day-two, I'm again feeling human. I need to be. Spring is rapidly approaching, and we have much territory to cover before its arrival. We are busily working in anticipation of the season ahead! Come see us when you can.