Is A Beloved Lubbock Radio Personality Near Death?

Actually, No. Because he isn't beloved.

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All this week, I have been down and out with what doctors and experts would commonly call, "crud". That old enemy of productivity and harbinger of doom.  Yep, I feel like crap.

In case you are wondering, or in full on panic mode, here is a list of things I do not presently have:

RSV

Covid

Measles

Mumps

Diptheria

Dengue Fever

The Plague

Crippling Depression

Feline HIV

Body Dysmorphia

Maple Syrup Urine Disease (yes, that's a thing)

Tiny Hands

Spontaneous Combustion Syndrome

Malaria

Vitiligo

So, as you can see, that really narrows it down.

Honestly, I don't know what I have, because I kinda want to save the $50 of my co-pay for an urgent care visit. I just know that I feel gross, and I have an outlet from which to complain about it. I'm 99% sure I don't have Covid again, because I know what that was like, and I was over it in like a day.

Flu? Maybe, but if that's the case, it just has to run it's course.

Kennel Cough? I have been hacking a bit this week, but I don't have the desire to eat my own poop...at least not anymore.

The best advice I can give, is if you feel bad, stay home. I've had to sneak in early in the mornings to do my radio show, and skip out before I can infect anyone else.

Now, to test my theory that bourbon can kill anything. Wish me luck, and be sure to remember me for the laughter and joy I brought....every time I left the room.