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Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Obama, I'm Not Liking You So Much Anymore
Currently I'm considering writing a letter to someone but I'm just not sure to whom. Maybe to Obama but that would require eating crow. I've even been forced to speak up for him at about every turn here in Utah, most notably at Church because I thought (think) he is fabulous.
But things changed when I couldn't get a flu shot.
Couldn't find one.
But then neither could anyone else. But then I finally did find them. I went down to sign my name on the dotted line only to learn that I'M TOO OLD!! That's right. You heard it here. I even explained that I went through chemotherapy twenty years ago, and lack an immune system in spades as a result, but that fell on deaf ears. No one cares about my extenuating circumstances. This is the reason I've decided to blame Obama. Someone's got to take the blame.
Remember some months ago, the Internet went nuts saying Obama's Health Care Plan said he wanted to kill off old people? I was no fool. I didn't want to read 2,000 boring pages but I knew politicians weren't stupid. They wouldn't put something like that in writing. I didn't believe it. But now I do. He's trying to kill me!
So I got the flu and have really been sick with it for one reason or another for over a month. Currently I feel like crap because I have a bellycular (my word for "stomach") hematoma from coughing my lungs out and I feel terrible because it's infected (well, duh.)
Did anyone hear about heading to the border for flu shots? I'm still in the market. I don't want any more of this sickness business. I refuse to die. I know it would only please the president. I don't want to do that. I also plan to blame Obama for any misery that I might have along the way to Mexico.
Anything besides the fact that I live in the greatest country in the world, I'm grateful for everything I have and that I am and for the very life I am living.
Drat. I guess that negates everything I said heretofore.
This also explains why I've not been too regular with my blogging. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. I think I'm seeing shooting sparks now. I'll go rest somewhere for a minute.
Retired teacher, MaEd Counseling, Married, two adult sons, one fabulous daughter-in-law, two granddaughters. Trying like crazy to make something of retirement. I love getting up at 9AM and love hanging out wherever and whenever I choose, but I'm trying to add meaning. Meaning. Isn't that what we're all after?