Friday, November 07, 2008

Cold, Wet, and Shivering

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It all began as an overcast day, a dampness hung in the air, a fine mist, but without any wetness, if you know what I mean. Certainly not a good day to be outside, but none the less, that's where I ended up, outside. Some free time, away from work, away from home, away from everything and everybody was just what the Doctor ordered and who was I to argue. I stopped the truck, stepped out, heard the click of the locking door as I walked away, never once looking back. The first warning should have been the shiver that ran up my spine, but it wasn't. Even the dark, grey clouds that circled and swirled overhead was ignored. I walked and walked thinking about everything while thinking about nothing. Well, needless to say, the dampness in the air got thicker and heavier, the swirling clouds turned the mist into rain and I got soaked! Too far from the truck to make a mad dash, I hunkered down under an oak tree, its limbs giving me some protection during the heaviest of the downpour, but I still got soaked to the bone. It wasn't cold, but I guess with the slight drop in temp and along with being drenched, I couldn't shake the chill that had set in. Cold, wet, and shivering I sat there until the worst had passed then I retraced my steps, back to the truck and the welcoming sound as the door lock clicked open. The truck's dryness, its warmth cradled me, but when the truck's heater failed to warm the chill away, I knew I was in trouble. When I heard that little nagging voice whisper, "Don't let it be said, I didn't try and warn you. Far be it from me to say, I told you so." I knew I was in for trouble, I should have listened, but I didn't and there's no one else to blame. It's my fault, all mine. In the back of my mind, I saw the flashing red lights, that nagging voice in the back of my head whispered warnings of danger, but I didn't listen. Did Will Robinson ever heed the "Robot's" cry of danger ahead? NO! And like Will, I am suffering the consequences of my stubbornness along with plenty of reminders: chills, fever, hacking dry cough, rattling in the chest, wheezing, sneezing, watery eyes, sore throat........................

6 comments:

Lemuel said...

A lot of us go through life like Will, ignoring the warnings.

So, sorry you are ill. Best wishes for a speedy recovery!!

Java said...

It's the Ick. Sorry it caught you. I hope you shake it soon. Be warm, Stephen!

JON said...

Dear Stephen. I complain that my office mate ( a chicky ) spends to much time making the office "nice" as she puts it. Her "nest" must be tidy and be perfumed. Just that female thing going on.

I tell her that a guy just wants a cave, a pile of meat, sex, and ESPN.

Then why is it that I want to take your temperature, bring you lemoned water, wipe your brow, and cook you chicken soup? Why?

Get better. And next time you are sick, please don't be so dramatic. I was really scared as I read your post. :)))))

Derek said...

This was a good one, I need to listen to these voices in my head more often too.
Where is it you take these walks in the rain? Next time I'll have a dry tent waiting, and a big bearskin rug waiting for you!

afod said...

I hope you're feeling better since we last "spoke." Unfortunately, the only thing I have come away with after reading this is an image of Robot flailing its arms, bobbing its "head" up and down, and blinking its red light. ;-)

Let's look at this positively and think of just getting this out of the way before the seasons and the hustle and bustle of the holidays set in.

Get better soon! ((((((Stephen))))))

john said...

I hope you get better!