It’s Ok to be Pathetic Every 40 Years or so, Right?

Look at this:


You may think it’s simply a picture of a cool retro-looking bit of Tupperware with some chicken gnocchi stew in it, but you would be wrong.

This is a Gift from the Angels.  This is Life Abundant.

This is soup from Gerhard for his sick friend.

I’m sick today.

Did you read that?

I’m sick today.  This rarely happens, people.   Well, I get sick maybe once every forty years or so.  Did I tell you about the time I got laryngitis and called my doctor for an appointment?  The receptionist looked up my file, saw that I hadn’t been to the doctor in forty years, and said, all suspicious-like, “Ma’am, what other doctor have you been seeing?”

I kept croaking out, “No one!  I haven’t seen anyone!  I just don’t get sick!”

She gave me an appointment but it was under great duress.  You could tell she just knew I was lying and hadn’t been able to get an appointment with the Other Doctor that I’d been seeing.

You know how they say “men are like this and women are like that” and you can fill in the blanks for “this” and “that?”  Like, women can multitask and men can’t.

I’m not sure how much I buy into that.  I mean, I can’t multitask worth beans and half the things men are supposed to do, is what I do.  Today is a case in point.  You know how they say that men turn into babies when they’re sick?  That’s not true at all of Darling Husband.  He’ll be out there with a fever chopping wood or working on the car or something.

But me, on the other hand, I’m a total baby when I’m sick.  It’s just embarrassing.  Today I’m sick and I’m whiny and pathetic and have even been whimpering.  Whimpering!  And taking long naps and staring into space with my mouth gaped open.

The thing is, Darling Husband has an annoying tendency to get sick the same day that I get sick.  Totally not fair! So here we are today with the same temperature and symptoms and what does he do?  He goes to work!  But I’m sitting here dizzy and feeble and whimpering.

Then again, I sort of went to work today.  You know how I assess essays that people write for a test prep class?  Usually the students don’t bother writing their essays, or I get one every few days.  But not this time.  This time all 60 billion students are sending me reams of essays.  It’s like the scene in Harry Potter where Harry gets all those letters from Hogwarts.

Anyway, I’ve been moaning and whimpering and looking pathetic and unwashed….  Unwashed?  Oh yeah, I was sick yesterday, too.  I haven’t bathed since Saturday morning.  Very un-American like of me and I’m feeling pretty grimy, being on day three of no bathing.  I’ve been alternately sweating and freezing non-stop for the past 48 hours and I’m sure I’m just disgusting by now.  Gerhard took one look at me and beat a hasty retreat.

But let’s stop talking about that and talk about the soup.  Oh, the soup!  Because in the middle of all the whimpering and unwashed pathos, Gerhard arrived with soup.  I’m telling you the truth, I’m on my second bowl of it and I swear I’m already 50% better.  Really.  It’s making me better with every single spoonful.

Gerhard—thank you!

P.S.  G: Darling Husband can’t place the spices and he’s usually good with that.  Is there white pepper in there?  And what else?



Before I got completely sick on Saturday evening, I played some Star Wars Monopoly with friends.

In the end, Darth Vader won the game and the Wookie came in second.  Vader is like that.  He just wouldn’t let the Wookie win.


13 thoughts on “It’s Ok to be Pathetic Every 40 Years or so, Right?

  1. I hope you feel better soon. Eat more of G’s soup. I hardly get sick either, but when I do I get SICK. You have my sympathy.

    • Vader was Boy10 and he has yet to learn how to win with grace. There was much gloating going on. He owned the Star Wars Monopoly version of Park Place and Boardwalk and had houses on them. R2D2 (Darling Husband) landed on one of them and was down to $2 after he paid rent. That’s when we stopped playing and added up who had won and who was in second.

      The Wookie showed great restraint in not popping the arms off of the gloating Vader.

      Take out from Li’s always helps, but it’s just so far away… We ordered some take out from the local place on Sunday and I still have leftovers.

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