Chapter 24: I Don't Have a Cold
Throat: Ahem. Need to make myself known here.
Brain: Yeah, so?
Throat: Well, you know I only let you notice me when something is wrong.
Brain: I don't see anything wrong.
Throat: Really? I just told you…
Common Sense: Pay no attention to Brain. Denial is a common thing here when we get sick.
Brain: Sick? We're not sick. Nothing wrong here.
Common Sense: See what I mean?
Throat: Well, I thought I would warn you so that we can take appropriate measures. It's not looking good in here.
Germs: Yes it is! Yes it is! Nice warm place to settle in and multiply.
Common Sense: OK, we're going to need to put everyone on standby here. Some daily procedures may need to change. Focus energy elsewhere.
Nose: Already on it. Anyone have some extra buckets? Dripping on the cat here.
Lap: Oh great. Now she left. Getting cold…
Common Sense: We'll all be getting cold soon. All hands on deck to find some blankets.
Hands: On it!
Brain: Is all this really necessary?
Eyes: So tired. And all this water.
Brain: So get a tissue and suck it up. It's almost time to go to the gym.
Common Sense: No gym today. We're too busy fighting all these germs.
All the Body Parts: Yea!
Brain: Hey. I'm in charge. I make the decisions. No better way to fight than to work up a good sweat. Raise the body temperature and burn the germs.
Germs: Nooooo!
Common Sense: Well, you might think that makes sense, but we're beyond that now. There are too many germs, and we need our energy to fight them, not to play racquetball.
White Blood Cells: Yes! En garde, vile infection!
Brain: See? The white blood cells have this under control. We don't need them to work out. We need Legs, Lungs, Arms…
Lungs: You're kidding, right? I'm a little cramped in here right now.
Brain: Huh? Cramped by what?
Lungs: Seems this infection has brought an entire host of slimy goo. It always seems to come here first.
Throat: See, if you would have just paid attention to me when I first called for attention, this…
Brain: So let's get rid of the slimy goo. Hmm. Which orifice should we use?
Throat: You're still ignoring me. This is not going to go well.
Brain: Orifices? Hello? No volunteers?
Common Sense: You expect someone to jump at that?
Brain: OK, so then we will select randomly. Reflexes? Get on that.
Hypothalamus: Okie dokie. Preparing for expulsion.
*Aaaaahhh CHOOOOOO!*
Nose: Oh, blah! Why do I always get the worst of all this stuff. Bleech.
Brain: Well, you're always open.
Mouth: Note to self. Stay shut to keep distance from slimy goo.
Brain: OK, goo expelled. We're healthy now. Let's go to the gym.
Body: Noooo! Too tired.
Common Sense: You just don't get it, do you?
White Blood Cells: Touché, vile goo !
Brain: Yeah, so?
Throat: Well, you know I only let you notice me when something is wrong.
Brain: I don't see anything wrong.
Throat: Really? I just told you…
Common Sense: Pay no attention to Brain. Denial is a common thing here when we get sick.
Brain: Sick? We're not sick. Nothing wrong here.
Common Sense: See what I mean?
Throat: Well, I thought I would warn you so that we can take appropriate measures. It's not looking good in here.
Germs: Yes it is! Yes it is! Nice warm place to settle in and multiply.
Common Sense: OK, we're going to need to put everyone on standby here. Some daily procedures may need to change. Focus energy elsewhere.
Nose: Already on it. Anyone have some extra buckets? Dripping on the cat here.
Lap: Oh great. Now she left. Getting cold…
Common Sense: We'll all be getting cold soon. All hands on deck to find some blankets.
Hands: On it!
Brain: Is all this really necessary?
Eyes: So tired. And all this water.
Brain: So get a tissue and suck it up. It's almost time to go to the gym.
Common Sense: No gym today. We're too busy fighting all these germs.
All the Body Parts: Yea!
Brain: Hey. I'm in charge. I make the decisions. No better way to fight than to work up a good sweat. Raise the body temperature and burn the germs.
Germs: Nooooo!
Common Sense: Well, you might think that makes sense, but we're beyond that now. There are too many germs, and we need our energy to fight them, not to play racquetball.
White Blood Cells: Yes! En garde, vile infection!
Brain: See? The white blood cells have this under control. We don't need them to work out. We need Legs, Lungs, Arms…
Lungs: You're kidding, right? I'm a little cramped in here right now.
Brain: Huh? Cramped by what?
Lungs: Seems this infection has brought an entire host of slimy goo. It always seems to come here first.
Throat: See, if you would have just paid attention to me when I first called for attention, this…
Brain: So let's get rid of the slimy goo. Hmm. Which orifice should we use?
Throat: You're still ignoring me. This is not going to go well.
Brain: Orifices? Hello? No volunteers?
Common Sense: You expect someone to jump at that?
Brain: OK, so then we will select randomly. Reflexes? Get on that.
Hypothalamus: Okie dokie. Preparing for expulsion.
*Aaaaahhh CHOOOOOO!*
Nose: Oh, blah! Why do I always get the worst of all this stuff. Bleech.
Brain: Well, you're always open.
Mouth: Note to self. Stay shut to keep distance from slimy goo.
Brain: OK, goo expelled. We're healthy now. Let's go to the gym.
Body: Noooo! Too tired.
Common Sense: You just don't get it, do you?
White Blood Cells: Touché, vile goo !
