No Blogging Today

Karen’s version: Doug has a note from his doctor excusing him from blogging today. He injured his index finger picking his nose and cannot type. (That’s an ENT doctor joke, they’re snot doctors.)

Jake’s version: He injured his pointing finger while sticking it up his butt.

Doug’s version: I pulled a muscle in my back while coughing.

How the hell do you pull a muscle coughing? Well, he did it this morning. Jake claims he screamed like a girl. I unfortunately had to help him put his underwear on. Ewwww!

Okay, that last bit was Jake again.

Doug will never let us post again after this. WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Karen and Jake

8 Comments

  1. Pat says:

    I’ve had a back spasm from coughing. It hurts. A lot.

    Get better, Doug.

    htjvg,

    -pat

  2. amanda m. says:

    I popped a rib from coughing once. Pneumonia… from having mono. I was a train wreck… it happened when I went back to school the second time.
    Feel better. Lots of chicken soup, OJ, and sleep.
    ~a.

  3. Robyn says:

    I’m so sorry! Get better soon.

  4. Ouch–that’s murder, Doug!

    Take good care of yourself and don’t worry about the blog–it will still be here, and so will we, when you’re feeling better. 😉

  5. keith says:

    Nonsense! If he were a real blogger he’d be typing with his toes even if he were in traction!

    Just what you need when in agony, eh, doug? Lots of sarcastic people. I know back pain, you have my sympathies…

    keith

  6. maureen says:

    For Gawd’s sake, Doug. Stop picking your nose.

  7. Too bad you’re not feeling well. Best wishes for a speedy recovery.

    We don’t mind if Karen and Jake write for a while. They’re very funny!

  8. fiveandfour says:

    I have a friend who put her back out from pushing a tack into a wall and if I hadn’t seen it happening I would never have believed it possible to hurt so bad from something so simple.

    One thing that makes my back feel better when it hurts is having the cat walk on it. In your house, I suppose you could substitute some tarantulas.

    OK, now the formicating feeling is back in force imagining that, so I’m off to roll around on the carpet while screaming, “Get ’em off! Get ’em off!” like a 6-year old girl.

    Feel better soon.