Types of misery

Misery 1: Fever, sore throat, constant cough, and home from work since Monday (and staying home tomorrow, too). Also trying to get a hold of a doctor without having to take a bus or taxi someplace. I need a doctor's notice for work.

Misery 2: Royal League match tonight here in town, on a soggy soccer field, in driving rain, with hardly anybody in the bleachers. They are definitely trying to play a game, and I am trying to watch, but I understand the lack of enthusiasm from both me and the soccer players.

Misery 3: The joke is, it's time to start building an ark, because it's been raining for 40 days and 40 nights. Nothing like a nice bit of gallows humor while whole lakes form on fields and roads, and a coinciding high tide adds a nice touch by flooding Bryggen. Twice.

Oh, hey, our team just scored! Heia, Brann! OK, a little less misery.

UPDATE: Misery 4: The other team scored just a couple of minutes later. We won 3-2!!!

Comments

Paula said…
That sucks. Hope you feel better soon.
Keera Ann Fox said…
Thanks! I'll be fine if our team scores again and the other team doesn't. And if I can stop coughing.
SolSionnach said…
glad your team won!
sorry you feel so bad...
Keera Ann Fox said…
Thanks, Sravana! Saw the doc today and she put me on penicillin. Sickleave until Wednesday. I wish I felt up to blogging.
Tim said…
Sorry for your misery. Want to join me in the "Noah rain" on the oil ship? It's nice extra money, but I'd be happy for a better set of rain gear. The rain combined with the wind is bone chilling, but at least it's warm on the bridge & crew area.
Keera Ann Fox said…
Wimp. In the old days, they didn't have an indoor steerhouse at all. That wind and rain were meant to keep you awake.

Of course, I'm the bigger wimp. I don't even want to be a passenger in this weather.

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