Thumper Musing

A few minutes ago, probably about 8:58 p.m. CDT I resignedly uprighted the recliner and announced to my wife, “well I guess I’ll head for the rodeo in the spare bedroom.” “Rodeo,?” she said. “Yep,”says I. “Time to ride ole Thumper again.”
So here I sit. All hosed up to my snazzy, surely Super Deluxe Respirtech “Incourage” airway clearing system. Delivered a few years ago F.O.B. my home by a nice lady who even taught me how to use it. $1400. Bucks and change; that’s what Respirtech peddles it for. And get this: Medicare bought it for me. They must have discovered what good guy I am. Thanks for payin’ your tax.

Half an hour twice daily, often passing the time as my brain gets machine-scrambled by spinning whimsical yarns for fellow sufferers and habitués of the Mayo Connect Bronch/MAC forum. Thus it is this fine evening. Later, Don