OT Louie and nervous wife purrs???

Louie went to get a blood draw today, which means I go through the
next two weeks chewing my nails down and expecting reports of malaria,
bubonic plague and all the other things that rationally I know aren't
possible, decidedly not feasible, and generally batpucky. I am not
content being a hypochondriac about my own self. No, I have to
convince myself that others whom I love are sick also.

Realistically I know Louie is badly insomniac, stressed from work, and
having a bout of bronchitis. Emotionally, I am certain he will come
home tonight with bovine encepahlitis at approximately 6 PM, and by
bedtime we will both be afflicted with trench foot. If you could
please spare some healthy-Louie purrs--and a few for Nervous Wife--we
would be grateful!

Blessed be,
Baha

Purrs are on the way.

The fact that you manage to retain your sense of humor under the
circumstances shows that you have the battle half won.

--
Joy

Quit worrying about your health. It'll go away.

"BfloPolska" wrote in message
...
Louie went to get a blood draw today, which means I go through the
next two weeks chewing my nails down and expecting reports of malaria,
bubonic plague and all the other things that rationally I know aren't
possible, decidedly not feasible, and generally batpucky. I am not
content being a hypochondriac about my own self. No, I have to
convince myself that others whom I love are sick also.

Realistically I know Louie is badly insomniac, stressed from work, and
having a bout of bronchitis. Emotionally, I am certain he will come
home tonight with bovine encepahlitis at approximately 6 PM, and by
bedtime we will both be afflicted with trench foot. If you could
please spare some healthy-Louie purrs--and a few for Nervous Wife--we
would be grateful!

Blessed be,
Baha

Purrs and prayers for both of you.
"Joy" wrote in message
...
Purrs are on the way.

The fact that you manage to retain your sense of humor under the
circumstances shows that you have the battle half won.

--
Joy

Quit worrying about your health. It'll go away.

"BfloPolska" wrote in message
...
Louie went to get a blood draw today, which means I go through the
next two weeks chewing my nails down and expecting reports of malaria,
bubonic plague and all the other things that rationally I know aren't
possible, decidedly not feasible, and generally batpucky. I am not
content being a hypochondriac about my own self. No, I have to
convince myself that others whom I love are sick also.

Realistically I know Louie is badly insomniac, stressed from work, and
having a bout of bronchitis. Emotionally, I am certain he will come
home tonight with bovine encepahlitis at approximately 6 PM, and by
bedtime we will both be afflicted with trench foot. If you could
please spare some healthy-Louie purrs--and a few for Nervous Wife--we
would be grateful!

Blessed be,
Baha

On Mon, 24 May 2010 12:29:40 -0700 (PDT), BfloPolska
wrote:

Louie went to get a blood draw today, which means I go through the
next two weeks chewing my nails down and expecting reports of malaria,
bubonic plague and all the other things that rationally I know aren't
possible, decidedly not feasible, and generally batpucky. I am not
content being a hypochondriac about my own self. No, I have to
convince myself that others whom I love are sick also.

Realistically I know Louie is badly insomniac, stressed from work, and
having a bout of bronchitis. Emotionally, I am certain he will come
home tonight with bovine encepahlitis at approximately 6 PM, and by
bedtime we will both be afflicted with trench foot. If you could
please spare some healthy-Louie purrs--and a few for Nervous Wife--we
would be grateful!

Blessed be,
Baha

Sending healing and calming purrs for both of you.

~~~~~~~~~~~~ ^..^

"Life without cats would be only marginally worth living."
-TC, and the unmercifully, relentlessly, sweet calico kitty, Kenzie.

Every day is a treasure with Kenzie; I try to treat them that way. There
will only be so many, and then there will never, ever, be any more.

How you behave towards cats here below determines your status in Heaven.
- Robert Heinlein



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On May 24, 8:48*pm, (Gandalf) wrote:

Sending healing and calming purrs for both of you.

~~~~~~~~~~~~ *^..^ * *

Thanks Gandalf and everyone...while nothing is due to come back for a
few days, Louie did get scared into going to the doctor at long last,
who pronounced that his tonsillitis had acted up again, and that both
the tonsil and chest issues were on their way to resolving themselves.
Thanks for putting up with another neurotic nervous wife post!

Blessed be,
Baha

"BfloPolska"
Louie went to get a blood draw today, which means I go through the
next two weeks chewing my nails down and expecting reports of malaria,
bubonic plague and all the other things that rationally I know aren't
possible, decidedly not feasible, and generally batpucky. I am not
content being a hypochondriac about my own self. No, I have to
convince myself that others whom I love are sick also.

Realistically I know Louie is badly insomniac, stressed from work, and
having a bout of bronchitis. Emotionally, I am certain he will come
home tonight with bovine encepahlitis at approximately 6 PM, and by
bedtime we will both be afflicted with trench foot. If you could
please spare some healthy-Louie purrs--and a few for Nervous Wife--we
would be grateful!

Blessed be,
Baha

Purrs and prayers for both of you.
Everything will be okay.
Gotta keep the sense of humor
Love ya,
Kyla

"BfloPolska" wrote in message
...
Louie went to get a blood draw today, which means I go through the
next two weeks chewing my nails down and expecting reports of
malaria,
bubonic plague and all the other things that rationally I know
aren't
possible, decidedly not feasible, and generally batpucky. I am not
content being a hypochondriac about my own self. No, I have to
convince myself that others whom I love are sick also.

Realistically I know Louie is badly insomniac, stressed from work,
and
having a bout of bronchitis. Emotionally, I am certain he will come
home tonight with bovine encepahlitis at approximately 6 PM, and by
bedtime we will both be afflicted with trench foot. If you could
please spare some healthy-Louie purrs--and a few for Nervous
Wife--we
would be grateful!

Blessed be,
Baha

Done. You are nearly as bad as my mother! I love her but could not
live near her. She could put me in the hospital in about two weeks
with her worrying about whether or not I'm OK.

I had the good sense to marry someone who was used to living with a
sister with disabilities who would have killed him if he ever
questioned how she was doing. Though I really think that if I tell
him I need to go to the ER at 3am, asking if I would drive myself is
a bit over the top.

Jo

On May 24, 9:57*pm, "Jofirey" wrote:

Done. *You are nearly as bad as my mother! *I love her but could not
live near her. *She could put me in the hospital in about two weeks
with her worrying about whether or not I'm OK.

I'm a horrific kvetch, I know! I attribute this to having been in
effect kept under glass by a mother who was old enough to have been
through the privations of life in a German POW camp, the American
Depression, and outbreaks of polio which, to her way of thinking, came
from using a playground swing. I'm also not joking when I say that she
did tell me I would get pregnant off a bicycle seat. The really
disturbing thing about the last is that I was perhaps in fourth grade
when I began hearing about this threat to my virgin purity, while the
poor clueless thing was ignoring my reports of the nightly
molestations in my bedroom. By the way, have any of you wondered why I
take pills?

May all the gods bless Louie, he is so understanding of my crazy-fits
like this. Maybe that's because his father is even worse than I when
it comes to sickness, and could convince himself he has ovarian cysts.

Blesseed be,
Baha

On May 24, 2:29*pm, BfloPolska wrote:
Louie went to get a blood draw today, which means I go through the
next two weeks chewing my nails down and expecting reports of malaria,
bubonic plague and all the other things that rationally I know aren't
possible, decidedly not feasible, and generally batpucky. I am not
content being a hypochondriac about my own self. No, I have to
convince myself that others whom I love are sick also.

Realistically I know Louie is badly insomniac, stressed from work, and
having a bout of bronchitis. Emotionally, I am certain he will come
home tonight with bovine encepahlitis at approximately 6 PM, and by
bedtime we will both be afflicted with trench foot. If you could
please spare some healthy-Louie purrs--and a few for Nervous Wife--we
would be grateful!

Blessed be,
Baha

Wow. And I thought I was a hypochondriac. You put me to shame in that
area.
You're so much more creative than I am. :-)
Lots of purrs to both of you.

Sherry

BfloPolska wrote:

Louie went to get a blood draw today, which means I go through the
next two weeks chewing my nails down and expecting reports of malaria,
bubonic plague and all the other things that rationally I know aren't
possible, decidedly not feasible, and generally batpucky. I am not
content being a hypochondriac about my own self. No, I have to
convince myself that others whom I love are sick also.

Realistically I know Louie is badly insomniac, stressed from work, and
having a bout of bronchitis. Emotionally, I am certain he will come
home tonight with bovine encepahlitis at approximately 6 PM, and by
bedtime we will both be afflicted with trench foot. If you could
please spare some healthy-Louie purrs--and a few for Nervous Wife--we
would be grateful!

I hope he's OK and is nothing more than run down from overwork and
stress. But I do understand about the hypochondria, believe me! Your
way of thinking is a lot like mine - coming up with the most far-fetched
of possibilities, the more dramatic, the better. The disease has to
match the anxiety level, right? You've actually gone one better by
*making up* diseases.

Please keep us posted!

Joyce

--
"Sentimentality" -- that's what we call the sentiment we don't share.
-- Graham Greene