...and several of the other dwarves seem to be having a party with Aunt Flo in my uterus. Couldn't be more fun!
Okay, it could be a GREAT deal more fun. Grrr.
On the plus side, I'm back on antibiotics, with an added topical cream, and an option to refill the antibiotics if necessary, so hopefully Blotchy is on his way to being banished for good. The doctor won't come out and say whether he thinks I actually have a MRSA infection, only that the drug he's giving me is the best for that, just in case. There has been a little outbreak of MRSA (all the not-too-serious skin infection type) in the schools around here, so I guess it could be. I hate the way they're now saying "Mersa," though...so I'll stick with Blotchy.
Five Aleve and one antibiotic horsepill first thing in the morning will make your stomach just a tad bit upset. Did you know that? Consider yourself warned. Fortunately, the Aleve finally kicked Crampy in the butt and made him lie down, so it was worth it.
Sleepy? Well, he decided to settle in for a nap today...probably because I could not for the life of me get to sleep last night (VERY unusual for me--I never have insomnia), and finally got up around 1:30 to take a Benadryl. Which did put me to sleep for a few hours, but boy, did I have unpleasant dreams. I should have just gotten up and watched a movie or something, I guess.
Cranky? Well, he's been around since yesterday, all of which I spent putting out fires caused by someone else's incompetence/general stupidity, etc. Seriously, it was the most aggravating day. These weren't BIG fires, just one petty little annoyance after another. Someone remind me WHY THE HELL I WORK IN CUSTOMER SERVICE!?!?
New Guy and I had vaguely talked about getting together last night, so when I finally left work I thought, hey...as soon as I've tended to my own horde of critters, gone to my chemo-enduring cat lady friend's house and tended to her horde of critters, come back home, worked out and done yoga, then at least I can go and get a little snuggling action. Guess again. Someone was suffering some...digestive upset and for some reason didn't want to share that experience with me. So, no snuggling. (Except for Pudge. And far be it from me to discount the snuggling power of a clingy 90-pound Doberman.)
I can't believe it's only Wednesday. It might take a few more tiny packs of leftover Halloween Skittles to get me through. I'd LOVE a good stiff drink, but that's contraindicated with the antibiotics...I guess Skittles will have to do. (Taste the rainbow!)
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Ugh. Sounds like a less than stellar day. Here's hoping Flo takes Cranky and Blotchy (and New Guy's intestinal upset) on a very extended vacation soon. :)
Hey, I think Cranky has a twin that has been visiting ME today, too! I'm sorry you've got him as well. xoxoxo
Sorry to read about your crabby day and Blotchy being back, that's not good.
Do take care of yourself, and if it means lots of Skittles, then, please, indulge!
I can't believe you called your Doberman "Pudge" too cute!
Man, what can you do when you're on antibiotics? Milkshakes, perhaps?
Ugh. I would NOT make it in customer service. One portion of my job is phone support-related, and it's the part of my job I hate the most.
I hate to be a bad influence (yeah, SURE I do...), but... how much can a little alcohol while on antibiotics REALLY hurt?? I say it's worth the risk. ;-)
i'm such a crabby person that i would be fired after the first couple of phone calls.
you should get some major tender lovin' tonight due to all the "ailments" coursing thru your body.
3car, the good thing about Aunt Flo is that her visits are very short. Thank goodness--otherwise I might rip my uterus out with my bare hands.
lara, oh, Cranky gets around, to be sure!
stinkypaw, Pudge was his name when I adopted him, and I saw no reason to change it. Nobody could tell me why he was called Pudge, though...he's really a very lean dog, so maybe it was ironic. ;)
lsass, ice cream is always good!
stef, I'm hoping I won't have another day so bad I'm tempted to drink, but maybe ONE beer wouldn't be so bad...
gorillabuns, you snuck in there. I agree...there SHOULD be some tender lovin'!
The rainbow of fruit flavors really does help all of the world's ills.
And that Cranky? He sure gets around- I swear he was with me at work yesterday.
The first day I was in the hospital, the headline on the front page of the paper was about a local staph infection problem. Great! And yeah, I could totally use that drink. Stat.
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