I got it, already. Winter is just starting and my lungs are now as dysfunctional as my body.
I am SO screwed.
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I'm trying to look on the bright side. There isn't a bright side. Maybe if there was a market for lung butter, then, there would be a bright side.
Okay. I just chuckled. Well, I did on the inside, before a coughing fit took over.
I could sell The Wisdom Cow brand Lung Butter. That's almost funny.
A non-sick me would probably download a picture of the Land O Lakes butter package, doctor it so the Atom Heart Mother cow sits in the spot of the kneeling Indian, and then upload the clever picture of the product of my expectorant.
Of course, a non-sick me would mean no product.
So I'm just going to click Publish and go stare at the TV.