got the cold bug and no rendezvous..

i've been sick the last couple of days with a persistent cold bug,
i hate feeling like shit.. i've done nothing but sleep with short
times of waking consciousness to take more meds, drink some hot
tea(with goldschlager to burn out infection), eat a small bit, watch some tv..

and P hasn't called me in a week.. he ran out of mins on his phone and said it would only be a couple of days
the most.. but now it's going on 6 days and no calls or text from him..
and i've been checking, calling his number and hearing the feedback of
a message saying that the subscriber is not taking any calls right now, which
means he hasn't put any mins back on his phone.. and he has no home phone..
he hasn't come to visit either, becuz he still is jobless and has no gas in his truck,
as far as i know..
i think this is becuz i'm not feeling well, but does he miss me or
is he relieved that he's not having to call me..??
i sure miss being with him and hearing his voice..
he has the sexiest voice, ever.. it's a nice, "please come over here and fuck me"
bedroom voice.. if we don't have sex, i just love listening to him talk..

since i'm not eating very much, i'm sure that i'm losing some weight.. E was nice enough to make tomato soup with cheesy filled biscuits..
i've been mostly on a liquid diet, just been having lots of hot tea..
the goldschlager is to burn out any infections.. the cinnamon in it
is a super kick to the "nuts"..
so i'm sure that there is no infections in my lungs, since i'm not wheezing
or crouping.. it's just mostly in my sinuses and i ache all over..
the good thing about being sick is the weight loss..
cross your fingers that i lose a bunch of it..

i know my parents were wondering why nobody has been over in a couple of days.. so i called Dad to let him know that we are a sick house..
and he said to stay away becuz he's too old to get sick..
he just turned 70 in september.. and he's a workaholic..
he can't stand to stay home for even one day to be sick..
he was a real bear when he did have to take a couple of days off to
stay home..

and Mom is not getting much better.. i'm pretty sure that if i could get a diagnosis, they would say dementia..
i keep forgetting to record her when i'm with her..
the doctors don't quite believe what i say that she does or says..
but all they have to do is just talk to her and they see what
condition she's in..
and you would think that a phoenix hospital is the best in
diagnosis and care.. well they haven't done anything really..
just keep passing us around to other doctors who are now not
available or unreachable.. sometimes.. i hate fucking doctors..
Dad told me to keep at those doctors for a diagnosis on Mom
for the insurance to get her on disability..
and so that is my mission if any of those fucking doctors would
call me back.. bastards..

i guess i'm a little cranky since i'm not getting my piece of action and i'm sick..

but the dreams sure have been interesting..

definitely new writing ideas..
so being sick hasn't been all bad..
who am i kidding?? i fucking hate it!!