Malott Has Pneumonia
And bravely writes from his sickbed...
Yes, my friends, I have (cough... hack... spit...) pneumonia... But just in my left lower lobe. I didn't feel half as bad when I thought it was just a bad cold... But now that I know it's... Pneumonia!... I feel I may be near death's door.
The kicker is... I still have to go to work. There are two chemistry methods I have to calibrate... And besides, I'll get more pity there than in my lonely, cavernous dwelling.
If this should be my last entry, be it known to all that I did go bravely into that good night!
When I get to the gates of Heaven, will Jesus let me in? I think so.
But He'll probably come out and have a long talk with me first.
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8 comments:
Awww, I'm sorry. That's no fun at all. Makes my little stuffy nose seem kind of insignificant.
I'm pretty sure the best cure is plenty of rest, mindless tv watching, chicken noodle soup and your favorite flavor of ice cream (or brownies...), whichever suits your mood at the time.
Feel better soon.
But He'll probably come out and have a long talk with me first.
Don't you hate that? I hope my dad doesn't come out and talk to me first, before I get into heaven, and tell me how disappointed he is in me. Then I'd just cry, like I always did when I was little and in trouble. But I guess Jesus will just come and wipe all the tears away. That will be good.
Take care of yourself. From your sickbed you should be able to do lots of blogging. I'm looking forward to that.
Oooooooooo...get better! I'm thinking about tennis plans...maybe May 17th???
Hope you feel better! Don't push it too much at work, if you can help it. As far as that long talk goes...I think Jesus would have one of those with me, too. (small smile)
Get well!
Chris???
Please let us know that you can come up for air. A person could get mighty concerned when a guy on his sickbed goes incommunicado...
What SP said. I, too, was thinking the same thing, Skye!
Malott? You alive?
I'd call you, but, you might be sleeping and getting better and I don't want to mess that up. (small smile)
Tell us how you are doing, ok?
And now my roommate has pneumonia. What did you do to her???
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