That's right, kids, I am sick AGAIN! I think I have been plagued in the last year. So, would the person who plagued me, please lift this curse? Ok, thanks! :)
So, I spent all day Sunday visiting my BFF Mr. Toilet. 16 hours, to be exact. Then I went to Urgent Care, in hopes they would drug me up, and send me home. Instead I get an uber creepy doctor, who kept lifting my shorts, "to feel my stomach," for who knows why. Then he proceeds to tell me that he is "enjoying the stomach examination" because only 10% of people are thin enough for him to feel their aortas. So, apparently I am lucky enough, to be skinny enough, to be felt up by Doctor Perv. OH well. I got my drugs and got the hell out of that place. Honestly, I was too sick to care. All I wanted was the drugs.
Anyway- 4 doses of the drugs later, I am sitting here, alive. I feel like POO, but at least I can sit up without falling back over right away. Oh yes, kids, you would have loved to watch that. And poor Andy dragging my limp butt to the toilet, for another visit with my BFF. It was a sight to be seen!
Anyhoo- no best shot Monday, today. Just me saying "Thank you Jesus, I am alive!"
Hope everyone had a great weekend.
Seriously- curse...be lifted?! :) Thanks.