Sorry been quiet folks, I've been a bit under the weather.
Started a fever on Wednesday, went to Boston on Thursday anyway, taking part in a five hour meeting while hitting 102 degrees. Stayed home on Friday, hit 104, went to the Doctor. He had absolutely no idea what was going on, sent me home with scripts for drugs for a disease they weren't sure I had and didn't want me to fill until Monday anyway.
Then on Saturday I hit another 104, this time 104.8, and got myself sent off to the ER, where they stuck me full of things, took a chest x-ray, gave me some Motrin and sent me on my way. Oh, yes, they took about four vials of blood, the last one as big as a relish jar which they said was for a blood culture, but I swear that phlebotomist had rather long canines.
I missed my Godson's Christeining on Sunday and am currently sitting on the couch with a pounding noggin and an Advil-depressed temp of 99.7. Lovely. At least there hasn't been any barfing since Friday.
On the plus side, just got Season 4 of the Simpsons on DVD -- the Conan O'Brien year, a high water mark for the series. So if you'll excuse me, I'm off to medicate and meditate on the essential nature of D'oh...
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3 comments:
Poor guy!
I'm so glad I don't get sick. That sounds absolutely horrendous.
Enjoy the Simpsons. They're not my favorite, but hubby just loves them.
You're funny when you're stoned/sick. ;)
Wish I could come and take good care of you, but being pregnant and all, I'm supposed to stay away from sickies.
Well, sickies in the physically-sick kind of way anyway.
Dude - you have had plenty of time to recover. You need a new post.
*drums fingers*
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