brioche
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graceanne said:I didn't think you sounded like a whiney toddler, just really certain and I thought teasing you might make you feel a bit better. You know - laughter is the best medicine?
Reminds me of last week. I was at my aunts and uncles and it started to snow and sleet in portland. K called me up and told me he wanted me to come home NOW. He said it like six times.
I said "Well K said he wants me to come home now, then he said he wants me to come home, then he said he wants me to come home, then he said it again . . . "
My aunt interupted at this point to say "Did you say 'Honey, I'm not sure what you want. You need to be more clear."
I love my aunt. LOL
Well, I am pretty certain. What little wiggle room there sometimes is vanishes when I'm sick. I know what I want. But at least I'm getting better now, as opposed to worse.
I look forward to the results of the second swab the doctor's office did with great interest.
If it's strep, I'm gonna do something to him (the other doc). Something BAD.
And I really really hope that when I coughed on him he got it.
Tonight we were supposed to go to a restaurant for their staff Christmas party. It's at 10. I finally realized that the amount of effort it would require to go - showering, laundry, grooming...was so extensive that I would actually want to go home before my parents. How pathetic is that? Plus I can't eat much and can't really drink. So I'm going to stay home and sleep instead. If my parents tell our favourite waitress I'm sick she'll send me nice things. She's like that.