Under the Weather
ìActon Medical.î
ìGood morning, IÃm calling for my wife, Diane Canning, who is a patient of Dr. Way.î
Hack, hack, cough, sputter.
ìIs that her in the backgound?î
ìYes it is.î
ìSounds like my husband.î
ìShe’s been like that since Sunday. Had a low grade fever on Monday, which spiked to 102 last night. Congested, hurts to cough, even hurts too breathe. And, we’re supposed to fly out of here this afternoon, so she .. .î
ìSounds like she might have pneuomia, I can get her in this morning…hold on a minute.î
Tick tock tick tock … .
ìCan she get here by 9 AM?î
ìSure can, weÃre on our way, and thanks.î
No pneumonia, but what a way to begin our yearly Haj to Evansville. We normally go in April, when the flowers are blooming, but this year Adam and I have plans to fly Matt and company into a remote Maine lake. I hope the snow is gone by then.
Next post from the airport Marriott in Evansville. For a glimpse of the past
Whew! No pneumonia. Hope Diane recovers in Evansville.
“Next post from the airport Marriott…” Such dedication to the blog! Can’t you just hand the job over to your Mac’s borg, and have it write stories and collect pictures while you hold down the hassocks and sip mint juleps, (or the Evansville equivalent)? After all, computers are supposed to be labor-saving devices, aren’t they? 😉
Comment by rakkity — February 13, 2004 @ 3:00 pm
Diane, feel better. You’ve had a tough winter. Have that Michael wait on you hand and foot in Evansville.
Comment by chris — February 13, 2004 @ 9:57 pm
It’s one thing to be sick. But feeling crumby somewhere other than home really sucks. What a trouper that Diane is!
Comment by Sympathetic — February 14, 2004 @ 9:10 am
Yesterday’s flight was interminable for coughing, rheumy-eyed, ailing Diane. And Matt was not that much better, but at sixteen, he functions far better on fewer cylinders.
It’s 10 AM, and they are all still sleeping, while I figure out how to transfer data from my mother’s ethernet-less, floppy driven computer to her new G5.
I wonder what the Evansville equivalent to a mint julep is… .
Comment by michael — February 14, 2004 @ 11:10 am
HER NEW G5!!!!!!!!!! Dogs! And we were feeling proud to have “borrowed” a docking port and Ethernet hub to get the Guild’s 486 laptop onto the ‘Net with our generation 1.01 G4 via our cable router this weekend. Qu’elle display?
So sorry to hear of Diane’s distress. I wish her a speedy recovery in the arms of family, buoyed by good soups and quality downtime.
For those of you with health, if you drank either caffeine or liquids with proof ratings, I’d suggest for your “mint julep” Keoke coffee, the Americanization of a toddy, involving Kahlua, Creme de Cacao and brandy in coffee with whipped cream.
Comment by processor envy — February 14, 2004 @ 11:39 am
As I recall, the Evansville equivalent of a mint julep is a Bud Light.
Comment by Hoosier — February 14, 2004 @ 6:17 pm
Yesterday Diane awoke a pale shade of pink to replace her undertaker’s white, but though her skin color changed for the better, her infected watery eyes and high pitched squeaky voice remained. Breakfast out she had, but the remainder of the day, she spent in bed. A bit better this morning, but it may too early to really tell.
Lots of doings yesterday, including a failed attempt to find a computer part at the Ruthenburgs (Karen has pretty much erased any trace of Trav’s past obession), obligatory trips to Best Buy and Schnucks (spring water for Brian), take out from The Pub, and a fun evening spent with the Travis-less Ruthenburgs.
Today, I hope to begin teaching resilient Helen the basics of a GUI Panther. Perhaps Diane will join us for more meals, perhaps Matt and Brian will stop making fun of this “fly over” state.
The monitor remains the same, a 17″ Hitachi.
Comment by michael — February 15, 2004 @ 9:20 am
Hoosier: I read your comment and laughed aloud. Thanks for the chuckle.
Comment by chris — February 15, 2004 @ 12:29 pm