Being ill is a battle, You vs. Illness. Many illnesses are
weak when squared up against my immune system (I call it ‘Rambo’, because it
will stick an explosive arrow through any virus that threatens me)
"Mrmmmble mrrm mmou son of a burmmch'
On Wednesday however, it became apparent that Rambo needed
some support as he sent out distress signals in the form of a runny nose and
the odd sneeze. I was having lunch at my Auntie and Uncle’s house when the
first signal arose. I had to take action, so after lunch I went to Coles, got
some pills and spent the rest of the day fannying about on the internet. I even
went to sleep early.
"What is this 'sleep'?"
The next morning I awoke with a snotty nose, a headache and
a few aches, Rambo was losing! I went to JB HiFi to buy an iPod with my birthday
money and then to Woolworths for Lemsip, oranges and Mammoth chocolate milk
(because that shit is the BOMB!). So the soundtrack and support were sorted and
after some Agent Orange (and lemon) were deployed I was feeling better.
But the fight was far from over. Rambo would continue
fighting the insurgents until later that day when I sent a 50 cal. Also known
as a double shot of 12 year old Irish whiskey called ‘Redbreast’.
"I'm not qualified to operate this machinery!"
Operation ‘Redbreast’ was a success so I had a few more
beers and spent the next day laying in the sun listening to CCR... Thanks again immune system!
Hope you are better. How is Sue and Mike and did you get your birthday stuff - albeit a little late. Don't forget to e-mail me about Christmas....it's round the corner.xxx
Hope you are better. How is Sue and Mike and did you get your birthday stuff - albeit a little late.
ReplyDeleteDon't forget to e-mail me about Christmas....it's round the corner.xxx