Nope, not the heart or the liver one. This is the real thing this time.
Had a cardiologist appointment first thing this morning at Big City Hospital, and got my second birthday presents of the day: an increased dose of Lasix and a statin. My first birthday present? I woke up with ringworm on both arms; Thanks a bunch, Little Grey Shit.
Gotta love this getting older crap.
I’m back at my desk. I just wish it felt better to say that. I didn’t sleep well last night, and I can’t seem to rid myself of this cough. The end result was that I zombied my way through the day, counting the hours and then minutes remaining until I could go home again….
*sigh* The one person I wanted to spend my birthday with slept through it. The Professor woke up at about three in the afternoon. We went out and grabbed a bite to eat; he paid, for which I feel guilty since he doesn’t have a lot of spare cash at the moment. When we got…
SNAFU: Systems Normal – All Fouled Up. Yes, I know most of you know another, better breakdown for this acronym. Keep in mind this journal is rated “PG” and we don’t use “fucked up” in here. I got my echocardiogram a few hours ago. In the spirit of “It’s a Small World After All,” my…
A couple of things in the paper caught my eye today. ANIMAL-WELFARE PLAN DRAWS FIRE There is an addendum to the Farm Bill currently in the hands of the House that would regulate how all dog breeders operate. Currently, only breeders who sell puppies through pet stores are regulated, and legislation covering the infamous puppy…
Crap. I have to face the mystery package in about two hours. (See entry from two days ago Guilt from the past. if you don’t know what I’m talking about.) I know it’s just guilt, but I’m starting to feel very uneasy about this. I especially don’t want to have to open this package in…
This past Sunday I was able to watch most of CBS’s “Sunday Morning” show. One of the stories they ran was on America’s New Unemployables. I can’t say that it helped my morale any. [insert wry grin here] Apparently there’s a perfectly good chance that I may never get full-time employment again because I’m over…
happy birthday to one tough cookie, may you have many many more.
Ummm, happy birthday????
Ringworm is truly the gift that keeps on giving!
Wowsers. Happy birthday, I think. Well, it beats the alternative.
Remember, lots of antibacterial soap and LGS’s medicine works better than the slime your doctor gave you.
Cats give the greatest gifts, don’t they?
Hope you can have a good day, anyway!
Was it the cat that was rubbing up against you, or was it somebody else? *wink*
How badly will your immunosuppressants deter your healing process? *concerned*
Urk. In the face of all evidence to the contrary, I’ll wish you a happy birthday.