I have tried not to whine too much this week about the nasty week this has been -- work; long car trip; business trip to Philly; other deadlines, etc. I have probably failed in that. Oh, well. It's my party and I'll whine if I want to, whine if I want to, whine if I want to; you would whine to if it happened to you, du du du du, du.

Seriously, I greeted the day with sharp pains in my ears at 4:00. Not good. Suspecting ear infections, I called the doctor at 4:15 and left a message begging to be seen this morning because of the pain. Also, every time I swallowed, it felt like I was trying to take down a tennis ball. So, I had tea and read Wednesday's NY Times which was still hanging around the house and which arrived after I had already left on Wednesday. That was an interesting news day. Did you know that Frank Ghery and Snohetta are going to be designing buildings at Ground Zero? I didn't. There was also a great article on a subject I've long had an interest in: economic and political inequality and disparity in China where, once again, the peasants are getting the shaft.

My wife kindly drove me over to the Doctor to be there at 8:30. On the way, I tried to reach them again by cell phone, only to be told by the officious receptionist that the Doctor couldn't possibly see me before 11:00. Not acceptable. I was kind of steamed. So, my wife pulled in, parked, and we went in to the office to suggest that maybe the Doctor could find a moment to see me now. The receptionist repeated that there was nothing she could do. I said to her, "I called you at 4:15 this morning because of the pain, it is now four hours past that and you are seriously suggesting that I patiently wait for another two and half hours?" She looked at me and said she'd go check with the Doctor. Which she did and said that the Doctor would squeeze me in. I think it is a lot easier to say no to people on the phone than in person. A lesson there for us all.

So, here I am at work, surrounded by mounds of shite I have no interest in getting through, dreaming instead of the golden hued chicken soup I intend to make this weekend, and whining on my blog.

Posted by: Random Penseur at 02:30 PM | Comments (12) | Add Comment
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1 Awww! Please get better really soon, mkay?

Posted by: Margi at October 15, 2004 03:15 PM (MAdsZ)

2 Poor you!

Posted by: GrammarQueen at October 15, 2004 04:47 PM (gDEwS)

3 Pobrecito, snookums!!

Posted by: Azalea at October 15, 2004 06:59 PM (hRxUm)

4 It may be, of course, that you sounded like a ticked-off litigation attorney.

Posted by: John Bruce at October 16, 2004 11:20 AM (MRbP2)

5 Get better soon, dude!

Posted by: Mick at October 16, 2004 11:33 AM (VhRca)

6 Hope it's nothin' serious. Mmmmm, golden hued chicken soup...

Posted by: Tuning Spork at October 16, 2004 06:30 PM (u/D1a)

7 i really hope your weekend has shaped up better. and that you are feeling yourself again.

Posted by: standing naked at October 17, 2004 04:00 PM (IAJcf)

8 I thought I was the only one who'd changed the lyrics to that? Hope all goes well for you.

Posted by: Hannah at October 18, 2004 11:48 AM (7dELN)

9 If my husband read this he would be kissing your feet. I'll tell you why. He's working the ER right now and is inundated with patients who are primary care instead of real emergencies. In some cases they have just come from their doctor's office. Had they just given it a little extra effort, as you did, they would be paying the $60 average office cost instead of the several hundred dollar ER costs. I'm assuming it IS infection? Hope the antibiotics kick in quickly! Happy, healthy thoughts heading your way.

Posted by: Linda at October 18, 2004 01:15 PM (9Pzdi)

10 Random, you may or may not be happy to know that I'm so susceptible to the power of suggestion that now after reading your blog, the entire left side of my throat AND my left ear is killing me when I swallow in sympathy for your plight. So I share your pain. Well, at least I think I do. For now. ;-) GET BETTER SOON! {{{hugs}}} Amber, the hypochrondriac

Posted by: Amber at October 18, 2004 04:28 PM (zQE5D)

11 Can't you outsource the work to some of those poor Chinese peasants? That's a win-win... Hope you're felling better.

Posted by: Simon at October 19, 2004 02:14 AM (UKqGy)

12 Oh my. Four days. This must be a bad one! My sympathies, indeed. Send up a flare, kiddo. You are missed!

Posted by: Margi at October 19, 2004 05:03 AM (MAdsZ)

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