Monday, April 19, 2010

A Bad Start to a Good Day

Somewhere in the middle of the night I awoke to the telltale feeling of an upcoming visit to the bathroom and a review of my last meal.    I actually went so far as to lift the seat to make sure I had a clear shot when needed.  Fortunately, the feared rapid de-lunchification never came; however, I lost a fair amount of sleep to a stomache-ache and the first part of the day feeling like someone had punched me in the gut. 

Thankfully, by lunchtime I was feeling much better, and was able to enjoy a hamburger covered with fries which in turn was covered with nacho cheese.  I have been working in a room for the past week with a lady who runs the local clinic, and she insisted I go see the doctor today.  Not for my stomache ache or my bad eating habits, but because she couldn't bear to hear me popping my neck.  So I finally let her talk me into it, and the doc worked me over like a piece of bacon on a griddle, popping my back several times.  My favorite was when he twisted my head and my neck crickacked about 5 times in rapid succession.  Needless to say, I left the office thankful to still have full control of my extremities, and feeling much better.  Thanks doc! 

On a slightly related note, I had a cold all last week, and it feels good to be over that as well.  The thing I miss the most when I have a cold is the ability to sing.  Singing is something that I absolutely love to do and am not all that good at it, which is why the car audio system is my best friend.  I can belt out the tunes and nobody has to suffer for it.  At least until I pull up next to someone at a stop light.  Then selfconsciousness sometimes causes me to pause, although if I'm really into the song there's no stopping me.  Yesterday Heather and I pulled up next to a car and not only was the guy driving it singing, but I could hear him in my car, and my windows were all rolled up!  I couldn't help but laugh and silently applaud his gusto.

Unfortunately my motorcycle has no sound system (the exhaust doesn't count, although it creates a sweet melody) so I am relegated to singing to myself.  I wonder how many other people are filling their helmets with tunes as they ride?  When you sing without music accompanying you, you quickly realize how many songs you don't really know other than the chorus.  It's also much easier to hear the notes that are off-pitch, which is why the car audio system is so good.  But the car just isn't as much fun to ride in!  I guess everything has its postives and negatives.