Bronchitis and other such things | Thursday, April 19, 2007 |
Michael and I have been sick for the past week with a nasty cough. We just coughed and coughed but it hasn’t gotten any better and for Michael it got worse. We usually don’t go to the doctor for small things but this morning I had a pain in my back that was really sore for about 30 minutes but then went away. That was enough to tip the scales in the direction of doing something about it.
The only problem is that we didn’t have babysitting. Both of my babysitters are students so they aren’t usually available in the morning. And I couldn’t get a hold of the other babysitter that I have. Luckily, our neighbor Riki was home and she could watch the boys while we were gone. It is kind of easy to watch them now, especially since the weather is nice. All you have to do is open the patio doors and let them play with their cars and two pots of water. It keeps them entertained awhile. I probably mentioned that.
We went to the doctor and it turns out that we both have bronchitis and need antibiotics. Geez! Thank goodness we went otherwise it may have turned into pneumonia. Also, the coughing has gotten so bad that it’s hard to have a good sleep the last few nights. Michael medicates himself into a deep slumber with Nyquil but I try to avoid it if I can. I only take it if I’m stuffy. So we got our antibiotics and cough medicine and hopefully we’ll be on our road to recovery. We really should’ve gone in sooner, but, well, we’re so lazy. The doctor didn’t seem too concered with the pain in my back, I guess because it passed. If we’re not better by Monday, we’ll have to go back.
The other day I went to the post office to drop off some mail and there was a guy with a little table and pamphlets. Normally I avoid these types and just keep on walking. But he was parked right in front of the mailbox so there was no way to avoid him. He asked where I’m from and I said the US (mistake #1). Then he asked me if I knew Larouche. I had no idea who he was (mistake #2). He went on this whole tyrade about how Al Gore and his ridiculous “environment concerns” are taking away the spotlight from what really should be happening and that is impeaching Bush. O.K. Yeah. I didn’t leave there I just had this dumbfounded look on my face and said “huh?” (mistake #3). Then he was going on and on about how great Larouche is and how he wants to bring Rooseveltish politics back (or something like that) and how there’s too much corporate money involved (I can agree with that). Then he said “Al Gore is a racist from Tennesee with a big swimming pool”. Ooooh, I just about lost it. I said “well, I don’t believe THAT”. And he said “it is not for you to believe, it is a fact!” HUH? I walked away in disgust and he kept shouting after me all these horrible things about Gore. I know he’s entitled to his opinion, but it makes me mad that he is perched outside MY post office and telling these things to Germans who will want to hate Americans even more or at least think we’re stupid for being concerned about the environment and taking away the attention of impeaching Bush. My blood was boiling for a few hours. I wanted Michael to go back and calmly argue with him, but he was gone.
Here are some words for you from the boys: bahkeen (parking, not to be confused with baikee, which is bike), ee ahg (big hug), ahmee (open), neeno (window), moo cok (wall clock), tiss (kiss), ahpain (airplane), meal (mail)

