If I’d Known the Drugs Were Gonna Be This Good, I’d Have Gotten Sick Earlier
Posted on | May 2, 2011 | 19 Comments
Sunday night, my wife took me to the emergency room. The pain in my ribs — like a knife every time I coughed — had gotten to the point where even I had to admit that I was really sick. They hooked me up to a saline drip, gave me 4 cc’s of morphine, gave me an X-ray and then did a CAT scan of my chest. This stuff costs money, so I’m asking readers to hit my tip jar. You can think of it as a “Get Well Soon” fund.
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I’ll make this post sticky at the top of the blog for a while, with new posts below and, by way of rewarding readers for their generosity, here’s a vintage pinup of a sexy nurse:
Did my nurse at the hospital look that good? Or was that just the morphine talking? At any rate, I was diagnosed with pneumonia, given a large dose of antibiotic and sent home with three prescriptions, including a narcotic painkiller and cough syrup with codeine. I just took another dose and am starting to get a buzz here, so I’ll be going back to bed.
However, I’ve just learned that Herman Cain announced today he’ll be in Thursday’s debate in Greenville, S.C. A round-trip flight would be about $300. If I can recover from pneumonia in three days — and I think I can — I’d like to be there for that debate. What do you say? If ten readers will hit the tip jar for $30 each, or 15 readers hit the tip jar for $20 each, I’ll certainly try to make it.
But maybe that’s the drugs talking. Whatever. Please hit the tip jar. One way or another, it’s for a good cause.