The Rumors Of My Demise Are Still Wishful Thinking At This Point

No I ain’t dead, I just wish I was.

Holy crap.

Whatever flavor of Flu this is going around, it’s a potent sonofabitch.

Splitting headache that won’t go away, this is day 4 of that.

Chest cold symptoms, oh yeah, BAD chest cold.

The wife has it worse, she coughs so hard she throws up and also has the Hershey Squirts.

For me, it’s the body aches, this far and away the worst case of aches I have ever had and most of it is my upper legs for some reason.

So far my strategy has been gargle deep with Lysterine, drink water and sleep.

I have been up almost an hour now, it’s 12:40 on Thursday afternoon.

I have basically been in bed asleep since Tuesday night.

The only thing I would get up for was to take a leak and drink some water.

No food, cigarettes, coffee or Monster Energy Drinks.

Water and sleep only.

I finally woke up about 11:30 today and checked on the wife. Then I nuked something out of the freezer and scarfed it like a starving dog.

I feel better than I did but I’m here to tell ya that there are only a few people on this entire planet that I would wish this experience on.

I talked to my buddy at work too. Most outfits have a Two Day Rule for being sick. If you call in for more than two days in a row they want a doctors note before you come back to work.

Really?

If I’m sick enough to not come to work then I definitely don’t want the pleasure of sitting in a doctors office all afternoon so that he can go, ‘Yep, You Have The Flu”

Take a couple aspirin, drink lots of fluid and get plenty of rest.

JUST LIKE WHAT I WAS DOING BEFORE I HAD TO COME HERE, D’OH!

So I told him I would try to be there in the morning and he can tell me to come home if it doesn’t look like I am going to make it all day.

I thank you all for your concern and well wishes.

Now if you will excuse me, I’m going back to bed.

Damn.

Old Train Thursday.

Picture above and the four below are the Cannonball 457. Sent in by a long time reader James of Iowa. The above pic is the un-restored engine and the ones below are of the restored engine saved by a group of enthusiastic train buffs in the town he lives in. Nice that is still fire-able and covered! A nice job, thank you James for sending them in.
Pilfering coal…
Carpathian RR.
Old Train Station, Berlin, Germany

A Phil Report…

I called Phil this afternoon and left a voice message and he returned a text message a few minutes ago: ” Not Dead. Very sick. Wife has it worse. Been sleeping for 18 hours straight, except for bathroom and fluids. Going back to sleep. Do Not Reply. Whatever this is comes with a screaming headache too.”

So Phil is out for the count and I get to run things without a leash… Oh, boy. Im’ma gonna have some phat fun.