I have either been to see Night Ranger or I've had the Flu

Well, it all started Tuesday evening. I had a nagging cough building in my chest. I thought that it might be sinus/allergy related since the Mempis area is the worst place in the country to live if you have those types of problems. I mean it is 33 degrees and rainy one day and the next it will be 75 and sunny.

Anyway, I didn't pay much attention to the slight congestion because it happens about 20 times a year. The next morning I wake up and am not feeling too chipper, but figured that I would feel better once I got to work and got my day going. WRONG!!! Still thinking that it was sinus related, I figured that I could cut out early, go home and rest and feel 100% the next day. WRONG!!!! Went home slept for 3 hours woke up feeling worse. Went to bed after doing my mom's taxes. Woke up in the middle of the night freezing with my head feeling like it was going to crack open. Uh-oh. FEVER! Now I knew that I had to go to the doctor the next morning. Ok, no big deal. Except that by the time that I get to the doctor, I can barely keep my eyes open. My wife works there so, I know a few people. Some of them come out and say,"man, you look bad." The triage lady told me that she was going to have the lab run a "flu test" on me. Well, it comes back positive. So they give me some of the best flu meds in the world and I figure that the worst is past. WRONG!!!

Thursday was nothing but a blur. I remember taking some cough medicine that I had gotten from the doc. Now to say that this stuff tasted bad is, in fact, an understatement. It takes like a cross between tang, crushed spree candy, and potted meat. Yes, potted meat. That has been the missing ingredient in so many good cough syrups. Anyway... I finally fell asleep (coma) at about 2 on Thursday afternoon. I would wake just long enough to hear voices (in my head or in my house I didn't care) and have the feeling that I had been in a house fire and had somehow survived by eating glass. This is all from the feeling of my throat and lungs (that I am sure are about to collapse at any moment).

Now, it is Sunday morning. I missed church as well as everything else that I was supposed to do this weekend. Oh well. Oh yeah, about the Night Ranger comment, evidently, I had some notion somewhere that I was supposed to go to St. Louis to see Night Ranger in concert. I have no idea where that came from unless it was fever induced dilerium.

"BUM BUM BUM BUMBUMBUM. MOTORIN'... WHAT'S YOUR PRICE FOR FLIGHT.... IN FINDING MR. RIGHT? DA DA DA SOMETHING SOMETHING SOMETHING OR SOMETHING ELSE."

Peace out (hack, snort, cough, yakkk)

Jeff