Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Not Dead

But damned close.

Medical Science has determined it's an ear infection, not Avian Flu, that's keeping me prostrate, and now I'm armed with my pals Deacon Gestant and Annie Biotic I should in no time be up and as fit as that paragon of salutary well-being, a fiddle.

Welcome, visitors from Stackitivist and beyond. Poke around in the Archives, have fun. That's about all I have the strength for today.

Smell you later.


Anonymous said...

Hey I had one of those. I felt dizzy and nauseated. I almost fell asleep driving home from work. I thought I was having a heart attack — when they were all the rage.

I didn't have any pain in my inner ears. My doctor said some condescending thing about nerve endings. My daughter cheered me up by informing me that only babies get ear infections. Baby.

fgfdsg said...

Hang in there Neddie! I didn't realise you were that ill. My thoughts are wish you.

I'm after Bobby's girlfriend: Abbey Rhodes.

teh l4m3 said...

Just remember: You have the SARS -- the SARS doesn't have you!