One evening last week I took Dolly for a walk in the early
evening. It was just dark but very pleasant outside – still in the
70's — so lots of people were out walking and there were lots of
patio gatherings, people eating, drinking and enjoying the pleasant
evening outdoors.
Well, Dolly and I are taking the long loop and we
are coming home but still about 6 blocks from home when I get an all
out coughing attack from a tickle in my throat. (I had been sucking a
cough drop since I was constantly fighting coughing and throat issues
from this sickness we are all going through).
The cough drop was long
gone and I had no water. It was one of those coughing fits that are so
forceful that you think you will cough up a lung. So I am bent over
coughing and walking and wetting my pants. I step up the pace,
coughing and noticing out of the corner of my eye people looking my
way. Coughing. Peeing. People passing saying hello, I gasp out
"hello."
Coughing. Peeing. I'm walking faster now. Coughing. Peeing.
Now my pants are getting quite wet. I consider tying my fleece around
my waist. How can I do that. I'm managing Dolly and coughing and
peeing. I rationalize, oh well it's dark out – no one can see my now
very visibly wet pants. Two blocks from home. Still coughing and
peeing.
Now I see a lady I know approaching with her dog. Now my
pants are pathetically wet. She says, "Oh do you have a cold?" Our
dogs are jumping at each other. I gasp "yes" and keep walking, pulling
Dolly and coughing and more peeing. As I'm walking away, she is still
talking as I'm walking away hacking my guts out non-stop and she is
telling me about her daughter back home having the flu, yahtty, yahtty,
yhatty. I'm thinking. . . . Excuse me, can't you see I'm dying here.
I finally make it home stumbling into the 5th wheel with my capris wet
half way down!! I could not believe that it had happened to me!! Dad
had a good laugh.
I can just see you half hunched over…
Very funny!