And so do you!
Yeah, remember those nasty infections I had 1.5 weeks ago? We cultured 'em, and guess what? MRSA! Apparently if we've ever been in a hospital, or touched someone who's been in a hospital, we have it, and my little buggers got into me somehow and wham bam!, infection. So the antibiotics I was on didn't do shit because um, they couldn't. So my body fought it off all by itself, YAY! I'm not dying! I'm not my own personal episode of HOUSE. Damn, I was sort of looking forward to Hugh Laurie fondling me. What, you know you all thought it too.
So that's my life, I guess. Yesterday I went to Mom's and did some work, then back home. Oh, Michelle and I saw "The Hangover", and I have to say, I really enjoyed it. I also enjoyed my kid's popcorn, and I believe my ass is enjoying it today. I do like my salt. Ah, bloat. And then I said "eh, fuck it" and had lots of crackers and cream cheese and some chocolate-covered raisins and...yeah. It goes into my "infection-fighting" stockpile of calories. Of course, I'm TOTALLY clear to exercise now. Which is why I'm sitting in bed writing. Gosh, I hate exercise. I'm sure once I'm back IN it, it's good. You know what they say, it takes 21 days to make or break a habit. Um, can I start IN 21 days?
Time to drag my ass...around.
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When I realized that House is the same guy from 101 Dalmations (yanno, one of the villains, the one that's NOT Ronald Weasley's dad?), it really freaked me out. Because he's so wildly British. I just felt like sharing that.
ReplyDeleteOh, and that is FREAKY about the infection. I worked in a hospital for like...uh...2 weeks. Does that mean I need to take a bleach bath? Hmmm. Maybe. But I am glad that you got that all sorted out. Infections are no fun.