Perhaps Bronchitis in Postcards 4

  • Jan. 9, 2016, 6:08 p.m.
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<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>The common cold gives me excuses
<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>to doze away my days
<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>wrapped in quilts
<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>out of focus
<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>book in hand
<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>oblivious to all around me.

<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>Even when I wake
<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>or perform some mundane task
<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>like reading
<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>or taking all those pills
<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>Sometimes things go wrong and
<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>I feel guilty wade through my dullness.

<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>I take a bath
<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>getting in is easy and I fall
<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>with a generous splash
<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>getting out is frightening
<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>as I have to go to the bathroom
<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>and go now

<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>barely on the edge of horror
<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>do I think of turning over
<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>rotating
<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>raising myself up and over the iron edge
<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>out to the toilet
<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>with only a little clean up
<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>pleased because last time
<font color="WHITE">…………………………………..</font>I couldn’t get out at all.


  • Himself: Doing well on four small meals. Today off to work at the museum with fruit.
  • Herself: Dozing a lot. Not sleeping well at night. Following all suggestions en re meds.
  • Reading: Two of the three Craig and Tapply mysteries.
  • Gratitudes: That the cold hasn’t thought of hunting down my sinus’s yet.

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