On the Other Hand

Hillary, Dr. Phil and the flu

By Nancy Spencer, The Delphos Herald
Published:  Monday, March 3, 2008 (8 months, 3 weeks ago)
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Whew! What a week.
Whatever you do, at all costs, avoid getting this flu that is going around. Wash, wash, wash your hands and stay away from sick people. And please, sick people stay away from me.
I say this every year, but this time I mean it. I’m getting a flu shot next year. It’s not that I’m afraid to get it or don’t want to get it, I just don’t get around to it. (My friend Linda has a ‘round tuit’ I’m always threatening to borrow. I used to have one of my own. I guess I need to get a ‘round tuit.’)
I understand now why the women I know who stay at home have spotless houses. There is nothing on TV during the day unless you are one of those “story” people or you just can’t get enough of “Law and Order” reruns.
If you catch “Dr. Phil” at 10 o’ clock, you’ve shot the whole day and have nothing to watch in the afternoon. (Sorry, I’m not a big Oprah fan. I do try to watch when Dr. Oz is on. It’s quite educational and at the same time, so freakish you can’t look away. There’s really only so much I want to know about the human body.)
I guess I didn’t realize the full-on campaign attacks until my incarceration, er, quarantine, er, whatever. It wasn’t fun.
The TV ads bombarded me from all sides and how was I ever going to go back to work and risk missing all those telephone calls informing me on the candidates’ stand on issues and who was endorsing who.
I finally hit the wall when I got a badly-recorded Hillary telling me what she’s going to do about health care. I’m sick. Why is she bothering me? If she’s so worried about my “health,” she should be letting me rest or bringing me chicken soup for goodness sake.
I don’t know about you, but on some level I feel almost violated by this year’s aggressive campaigning. I wonder if the candidates know how annoying they are and how ready we are for it all to be over and done with. And perhaps, I am speaking only for myself.
After nearly four days cooped up in house feeling sorry for myself, enough was enough. I had to do something. Even if I didn’t feel like it. So, I walked the dog and we both “got the stink blowed off us” as my father would say. The fresh air was wonderful.
Back in the house I noticed the message light blinking on the answering machine. Desperate for contact with the outside world I quickly jabbed the play button only to hear Ohio Treasurer Richard Cordray telling me to vote for … Sorry, I must have hit delete by mistake.
You just can’t trust the behavior of someone with the flu.

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