I got something of a nice giggle out of this one that happened today.
Little bit of a background here: I have a cough. It's a weird thing that my doctors traced to me being stupid. I was cleaning with ammonia and inhaled too much of the fumes. Now, when I talk too much or get excited, I start coughing. It's kinda like asthma, but the inhalers don't do much. Typically I just need to shut up or calm down and it goes away. Also, sometimes it just comes and goes. Not much I can do about it, and I've kinda gotten used to it.
So, onto the sighting.
I was in a new Big Lots that opened up near my city, doing some shopping when I started coughing at the end of this one aisle. I'm not sure what started it, but I'd been exerting myself trying to dig through a bin of movies and think that may have started it. Either way, here I am deep into this bin and I start to cough. First once, then twice, then it's three or four coughs every now and then. As I'm doing this, I pull out a small throat sweet (which seems to help) and pop it in my mouth. It's about that time that this older guy looks at me and says something like:
"Are you dying?"
Blinking, I look to him and shake my head, saying softly "Nah, just something I can't control. Kinda like asthma."
The man looks at me for this long moment and then nods sagely.
"I'm sorry. So they giving you chemo for that?"
Ruh ro raggy...
I think he was a really nice guy, but I swear I think he never heard of Asthma before :P
Little bit of a background here: I have a cough. It's a weird thing that my doctors traced to me being stupid. I was cleaning with ammonia and inhaled too much of the fumes. Now, when I talk too much or get excited, I start coughing. It's kinda like asthma, but the inhalers don't do much. Typically I just need to shut up or calm down and it goes away. Also, sometimes it just comes and goes. Not much I can do about it, and I've kinda gotten used to it.
So, onto the sighting.
I was in a new Big Lots that opened up near my city, doing some shopping when I started coughing at the end of this one aisle. I'm not sure what started it, but I'd been exerting myself trying to dig through a bin of movies and think that may have started it. Either way, here I am deep into this bin and I start to cough. First once, then twice, then it's three or four coughs every now and then. As I'm doing this, I pull out a small throat sweet (which seems to help) and pop it in my mouth. It's about that time that this older guy looks at me and says something like:
"Are you dying?"
Blinking, I look to him and shake my head, saying softly "Nah, just something I can't control. Kinda like asthma."
The man looks at me for this long moment and then nods sagely.
"I'm sorry. So they giving you chemo for that?"
Ruh ro raggy...
I think he was a really nice guy, but I swear I think he never heard of Asthma before :P


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