Sorry I didn’t mean to alarm anyone by not posting any words, just a Herman’s Hermit’s video called No Milk Today. Personally I am really out of it. Just went to the ER at Hoboken Medical Center, nothing to worry about, just that my GP is off today and he keeps really shitty hours and his staff are a bunch of morons.
I came home yesterday, and basically went to bed, sleeping throughout most of the day into the night. I got a phone call from my brother Brian who actually reads this everyday. It was great to hear from him and he was concerned and left me with the request that I don’t die. I will do my best to hold up my end of the bargain.
My temperature has been 97.7 to 100.8 to 99.9. Last night while taking a shivering piss the temperature was 98.8 even though I was cold enough to shiver a bit. Right now it’s 99.1. I went to the Hoboken Medical Center, formerly known as St. Mary’s. Last time I had gone there was about 10 years ago when I was living in Weehawken and I threw out my back.
I don’t remember how that turned out but in any event they remembered me, enough to ask if I had a sister named Annemarie. No bronchitis, no pneumonia, just a bug that’s been going around. They gave me cough syrup I have to take 2 teaspoons 3 times a day and 5 days worth of anti-biotics. Now I am home very fatigued and desiring for sleep.
Each time I cough I get a head ache, and no I haven’t smoked in days. Last night I woke up every 2 hours it seemed to change my t-shirt which was soaked with sweat. Bill was in Manhattan since he needed to help a friend of his get to Staten Island for a hysterectomy.
I don’t recall being this sick, if not ever, then for a long time. I let them know in the office I wouldn’t be in for the rest of the week though when I get the strength I do log in and check whatever emails I might have to take care of.
I’ve canceled just about everything for the rest of the week, including a dinner party with John and Donna and Rand and Lisa and Lois and Fred. That was supposed to happen on Saturday night and Bill and I were really looking forward to it.
Bill comes home tonight, hopefully he’ll bring some juice. So that’s that. I’m going to sleep. Not the 500 words I told myself I would write each day but hey give me a break. Having written 1,073 entries I’m entitled, so fuck off.
Maybe I’ll write tomorrow, maybe I won’t. We shall see…