i thought it was a dream

I was sort of dreaming about evil_little_dog's evil little dogs. I was hearing this wet sticky sound followed by a squeaky toy being mauled. I was yelling at them to shut up.

When I woke up more I realized the wet sticky sound was my lungs inflating and the squeaky toy was the whistle of constricted bronchioles....gah.

debating urgent care (but I think this is viral so what would be the point)

Wheee codeine

After figuring out the infection was bacterial in nature (no you do not want to know how), I went to not-so-urgent care where i sat for an hour and a half being innudated by audtions for Coyote Ugly's tour group (wow, talk about inspid!) Luckily I took my work with me and got a lot done.

By then the fever had kicked in too (my nose looked like a clown nose). I have my yearly sinus infection with bronchitis. I got some antibiotics, decongestants and the best part my wonderful liquid bliss in a jar, codeine.

I'm ribbing mom that I'm allergic to her and dad. Every time I go home I get this. We always blamed dad's smoking but he hasn't smoked in 2 1/2 years. then they were blaming my Native American art work (lots of feathers and animal hair) for getting my allergies going. But I didn't sleep in that room this time. That just leaves being allergic to them.

Thanks for all the concern guys. Ah well, if evil_little_dog wasn't away at a wedding she'd be the first to comment with 'it's not a holiday if COM isn't in the ER.' So very very true.

ah well better get working on that lecture since i'm too high to write the exam