Just Call Me “Drippy”
As everyone in Florida knows, this has been a brutal season for allergies. The oak trees have been dropping their flowers, and everything in town is covered in a yellow-green dust. Perhaps because of this–or perhaps because of exposure to infected classmates–I am miserably congested and uncomfortable. I have to keep my mouth open to breathe, but this creates a pathetic wheezing sound sure to disturb a sleeping spouse. I did my best to disguise my tubercular timbre at work this afternoon, but my tens of listeners probably thought I had a clothespin on my nose. My colleagues at the station offered me all manner of medications to combat my symptoms. I am actually considering missing class tomorrow morning. Not that it feels any better to stay home, but it’s embarrassing to have nasal faucet at school.
Don’t read the following if you’re easily disgusted:
Filed under: Health, School, Work on March 23rd, 2009 | 2 Comments »