Yesterday at the nursing home, I was visiting with Malina. She's hard of hearing, so I leaned in close to her ear to ask her a question. When she turned her head to answer me, I forgot to move back out of the saliva zone.
It took me all day to stop dry-heaving every time I thought about a 90-year-old woman spitting on my nose, lips, and in my eyes.
Next week I'm wearing one of those salad bar sneeze guards over my head.
Posted by Cathy at August 11, 2004 01:30 PMA fireman's helmet might work. Plus, it looks nifty and you don't have to worry about people with tongs.
Posted by: aelfheld at August 11, 2004 04:17 PMGeriatric spittle ... nice. I don't feel so good. And I just ate too. (Mhmf!)
Posted by: Jeff at August 12, 2004 08:44 AMewwww!
Posted by: yayaempress at August 16, 2004 01:26 PM