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Sicky McSickerson, redux
Nov. 1st, 2006 03:09 amI dragged my sorry bum out of bed at half past 12 today. How said is it that I actually set my alarm clock for it? It was balmy and nice out, so much so our neighbour was out working on his classic car. In fact, it would've been a perfect Halloween if I hadn't, you know, been sick. The drive wasn't too bad since they finally finished construction on 53. Good thing too, since Construction Season is practically over.
The ladies at my doctors' office were teasing me about missing them, since I was there literally a week ago with the dislocated shoulder. I know I've been going there for almost 10 years, but they know me by voice on the phone, even all sicked up. They were asking me to bring in photos from the Bridal Shower O' Doom next time I come in. Must remember my camera for this.
Mind, I took sick Friday, began coughing and started having a wet cough Monday. I made the appointment Monday for today. In that short period of time, I have bronchitis. I could feel the rattle in my lungs this morning. I am getting way too good at diagnosing this. I have a week of sulfa drugs and a bottle of cough syrup to hopefully nip the cough before I cough my throat raw or separate cartilage.
Since we were out of all important TP, I figured I'd fill my scripts there and be able to turn my trip into just one stop. I did break down and buy both Aquafina balm and the new Carmex Cherry. I know I can never have enough balms, but this was a bit much, even for me. To be fair, though, it was $3.86 for the 4 tubes. I also got Halloween candy in case we had trick or treaters (didn't). I figure I'll bring a couple for Elliott tomorrow since Steven asked me to pick him up and take him to karate.
There's more MIL drama, but I'm not getting into that crap again. There's probably going to be father drama soon, too. I haven't heard from him in a month and I suspect he's dodging me because of the money he promised for the wedding. Last October, when we announced our engagement, he told us that he would give $1000 towards its costs. I was surprised, but pleased. Now, a year later, he still hasn't sent us a dime, gets pissy when I remind him if things that must be paid, and all out dodges me when I ask when he might have it. If he couldn't afford it, he could at least tell me, instead of lying about it. Currently, I'm wondering if he's going to find a reason not to come.
Well, there's that tangent. Recap: I have bronchitis and am going to die. Nicki-- sorry about having to cancel tonight. We shall have to reschedule.
The ladies at my doctors' office were teasing me about missing them, since I was there literally a week ago with the dislocated shoulder. I know I've been going there for almost 10 years, but they know me by voice on the phone, even all sicked up. They were asking me to bring in photos from the Bridal Shower O' Doom next time I come in. Must remember my camera for this.
Mind, I took sick Friday, began coughing and started having a wet cough Monday. I made the appointment Monday for today. In that short period of time, I have bronchitis. I could feel the rattle in my lungs this morning. I am getting way too good at diagnosing this. I have a week of sulfa drugs and a bottle of cough syrup to hopefully nip the cough before I cough my throat raw or separate cartilage.
Since we were out of all important TP, I figured I'd fill my scripts there and be able to turn my trip into just one stop. I did break down and buy both Aquafina balm and the new Carmex Cherry. I know I can never have enough balms, but this was a bit much, even for me. To be fair, though, it was $3.86 for the 4 tubes. I also got Halloween candy in case we had trick or treaters (didn't). I figure I'll bring a couple for Elliott tomorrow since Steven asked me to pick him up and take him to karate.
There's more MIL drama, but I'm not getting into that crap again. There's probably going to be father drama soon, too. I haven't heard from him in a month and I suspect he's dodging me because of the money he promised for the wedding. Last October, when we announced our engagement, he told us that he would give $1000 towards its costs. I was surprised, but pleased. Now, a year later, he still hasn't sent us a dime, gets pissy when I remind him if things that must be paid, and all out dodges me when I ask when he might have it. If he couldn't afford it, he could at least tell me, instead of lying about it. Currently, I'm wondering if he's going to find a reason not to come.
Well, there's that tangent. Recap: I have bronchitis and am going to die. Nicki-- sorry about having to cancel tonight. We shall have to reschedule.