The doctor infers that I have a very persistent cold and gave me an antibiotic for the next 10 days. This will be approximately 20 days of my life this month only where-in I will be ill-faced and unable to share any ham with any one (except I do have that ham in the freezer...). Weee for being sick. (And they didn't even try to kill me this time!)
Also, it is snowing. Have you ever taken a really good, close look at a snow flake before? I was examining them as they fell on my coat sleeve walking into the InstaCare and thinking to myself, "How perfectly lovely! Snow flakes are sort of miracles. They are so detailed and ... and... yeah." Then I went inside and all thought ceased to exist except for that one that always enters my head when doctors are around, which is: don't stab me! Don't poke me! Don't send me to the hospital! Don't do anything scary to me! And that was my one and only thought for about an hour and a half.
And then, when I went to Harmons to take in my prescription and get a refill on my old one I saw the orchids and almost had to buy one (but I'm too poor right now) and also the little bell plants (I don't know what they are, exactly, but they were really cool) and almost had to buy one of those, too. And the viney things. And the Gardenia. But, alas, I purchased none of the above and left with only items that are meant to make me healthy and happy and normal again.
Hah. As if.
"I think I know how it is to be grown up; it's when you feel how someone feels that isn't you." -Frances Griffiths