To the guy who took my lungs

25 March, 2012
Rat Fink

…filled them with cement and wolverines, set them on fire, and jammed them back into my chest cavity: I shake my fist at you.

I’m fine, as long as I don’t move around too much. Stirs up the gunk, you know. It’s likely time for a visit to the medicine man, alas. Some spring break. Oh wait…what’s spring break?

Oh boo hoo already. The only real crime is having to postpone Hunger Games today because I can’t stop coughing.  And I definitely can’t visit with my grandsons like this.

*long, exasperated sigh cough COUGH HACK CHOKE*

Well, there is one bright spot

Happy Sumday! *hack*

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25 March, 2012 8:20 am

YES! I think the medicine man is definitely in the picture for you, kid. Can’t have you strapped to a hospital bed with pneumonia!!! I’m worried about it all staying/settling in your lungs, sweetie. Tomorrow is Monderday, so CALL THE DOCTOR!!! Don’t make me come over there. We both would end up with pneumonia – THEN where would the world be??!! :-)


Tom Hanks
Tom Hanks
25 March, 2012 11:04 am

Get well soon Fink! And on the bright side of not seeing the Hunger Games today…we shouldn’t have to deal with any crowds when we go now!


26 March, 2012 10:37 pm

Bummer that you’re under the weather. Hope you improve quickly. And I read on FB that you have no voice as well as badly congested lungs. Those are horrible ailments for a vocal music teacher. This Dr. RD says that you need to soak up some sun on a beach in FL to loosen up all the gunk in your lungs and to cook all of the crud out of you. I look forward to your review of Hunger Games.