Friday, December 4, 2009

To post or not to post

I feel a little guilty over not posting anything for a bit. I did go to Dana twice in the past 5 weeks. Not for illness or anything like that, I got my flu shots among other things. Back in October I got 6 shots at once (3 in each arm), and on Tuesday I went to get my H1N1 shot.

Not that it helped; I'm fighting off something nasty and respiratory in nature. I can feel the fluid in my lungs. If it doesn't clear up, I'm calling my Doc on Monday. I don't need pneumonia for Christmas. Again.

I've at least a full week of fighting this off. :( It started in my sinuses, then migrated south for the winter.

Afrin, Sudafed, Benadryl, Advil Cold and Sinus did nothing.

But anyway, weak immume system warrior fights on. Tomorrow night we have a party to go to. To see people we haven't seen in a long time. I'll try to contain the mucus until an appropriate time.

Ti's making wings, which she only does for special occasions. They're not really that good for us anyway. Lots of fat, sodium and oil. Hmm. . . fat sodium and oil.

Have I mentioned I'm down below my college weight?

Anyway, I'll chat with you all later. Gotta eat before Scout wants to go for his last walk of the night.


Alli said...

Hope you feel better before the holidays. Having a cold and sinus issues is a real pain at this time of year.
Feel better and have a fantastic Holiday Season!!

Alli xx

ZDENNY said...

A man named Finite awoke and found himself in a sinkhole full of quick sand. He was sinking very slowly and knew that he would meet certain death.

A man came along who had holes in his hands. The man threw Finite a rope and told him to grab it and he would pull him to safety.

Finite looked at the holes in the man's hands and said, “Your not real.” “It is not scientifically possible for a man to live who has holes in his hands.

The man with the holes in his hands looked at the guy a little puzzled and said, “You are in a sinkhole and about to die. Your response to my help is to say I’m not real?”

Finite said, “Well, I like how warm the sand is and I really don’t want to get out. Second, I know I am having an illusion because it is not possible for a man to have holes in his hands and still help me out.” Therefore, morally I like my plight and scientifically, you don’t exist being a mere projection of my mind.

The man with the holes in his hands said, “Listen, I was sent here by my father to help people out so please let me help you! I will take you to my father’s mansion where you can enjoy life for eternity. Obviously, death was not able to hold me in the grave because the holes in my hands are proof that I overcame death. I now have the power to save you so grab the rope!”

Finite put his fingers in the ears and said, “Now I know I am hearing things because there is no such thing as eternal life…Everyone dies so I am going to take my turn and just enjoy this warm sand until the end.”

The man with the holes in his hand said, “If you won’t grab the rope, then I won’t be able to help you…please, please take the rope and I can pull you out. Have faith my friend.”

A few moments later Finite sunk into the quick sand and out of sight. Finite was surprised that he did not die as expected. He just sat there surrounded by sand, unable to move, unable to breathe, unable to talk with his fingers in his ears. Finite tried to comfort himself by thinking, “I would rather stay here for eternity than believe that the man with the holes in His hand could help me. Faith in that mirage is irrational!!

So Finite sat in the quicksand for eternity. Day in and day out for eternity Finite was always thinking about the man with the holes in his hands. He would comfort himself thinking, “It was better to not have faith than to believe something that didn’t make sense.”

The man with the holes in His hands continued to call him for the rest of eternity; however, Finite could not hear his voice because he had plugged his ears.

The Lesson

If you are not with Christ, you will be thinking about Christ for eternity anyway... so have faith.