February 9th, 2008


day four of the plague

I took a turn for the better last night, as I got back something of an appetite. And here I thought I had discovered the perfect weight loss plan.

Unfortunately, M. took a turn for the worse, as she got hit with the big fever late last night that I had on Thursday. She's doing better now, but neither of us are in any way healthy. I'm still feeling vaguely fever-ish now and then, and the coughing gives me a headache.

Doctors today, one way or another. Week's already been wrecked.

(Side note: thanks to jakethrash, ammitnox, necrocannibal, and pseudotheist for stepping in for me.)


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* Pentagon assessment says long tours keep military from improving ability to respond to new crisis.
* Justice Dept. says it cannot probe waterboarding. Says to me, in fact, exactly why we have special prosecutors.
* Nebraska Supreme Court rules the electric chair to be cruel and unusual punishment.
* Boo. Walkersville rejects Islamic center on pretty lame grounds.
* The Democratic contest might come down to super-delegate party insiders.
* Sarkozy has a plan to revive France's ghettos.
* "A sea-going robotic glider that harvests heat energy from the ocean has been tested by US scientists."
* Geologist Edward Ching-Te Chao passed away.
* Warcraft collectible miniatures game? In 40mm? WTF.

Adult Swim terrorist

good-ish times

OK, back home, safe and sound.

3:30, we head up to Laurel Hospital. The emergency room is packed, so, screw that. We jot down to Patients First, getting there around 4. Pay up on some old bills, and wait. And wait. This will be the theme of the day.

(I did, however, make it through all of Nextwave volume 2. Which was every bit as face-kickingly good as the first.)

(Oh, and CNN was on in the waiting room, and I'm sorry to let you know, Mom, but Polaroid is going to stop making film for instant cameras.)

M. gets called back first, around 5:35. I'm right after her. I get a medieval flu test and strep test, both come back negative. The doc reports, however, that there's so many nasty flu bugs going around, the test doesn't always catch the current crop these days. She got one about a month back, and she had had the most up to date vaccine. Grand. Anyways. They put me on a basic antibiotic routine, just in case. Nothing to do for the viral but take care of myself until it rides itself out. Nothing for the headaches*. I'm done by 6.

Head into M.'s cubicle. She gets an x-ray (we had slightly different things going on,) and we wait. And wait. She finally gets her prescriptions and we are done done, just after 7. Yowzah.

* - I initially typed this as 'deadaches,' because I rule.