Masked Mouth

I was kind of sick last week. I feel much better this week, but I have a lingering cough. On Wednesday night, I noticed that my back hurt, kind of in the region of my lungs. Yesterday morning, it was really uncomfortable. I decided to go to the doctor, since I will soon be traveling and won’t be able to be in-network.

When I made the appointment, and had to fill in a “why”, I wrote “cough”. When I checked in, they gave me a mask. It’s more common here for sick people to wear masks. At the doctors office, it’s very common.

I think it’s hard to talk with someone when part of their face is covered and you can’t see their expression. Since I was masked, I tried to use a cheery voice when I talked, and I tried to smile with my eyes.

The mask matched my shirt!

The mask matched my shirt!

Oh, and the doctor didn’t know my my lungs were hurting. He did an x-ray, and it’s not pneumonia, so at least I know that.

After my doctor visit, I drove to the west side, where my cousin Becky and her family are staying on their vacation. It was so fun to chat a little. I didn’t have to wear a mask for the occasion, so you can easily see my smile in our picture together.

I always try to look at the lens, and never get it quite right.

I always try to look at the lens, and never get it quite right.

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One Response to Masked Mouth

  1. Lauren says:

    How cool that you got to see your cousins!

    Sorry about your lungs. How frustrating that they didn’t figure out what was wrong. Maybe a pulled muscle from coughing? Whatever it is, I hope it goes away, masked man.

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