Finally broke down and went to see Dr. E yesterday...He informed me if I had come in the Monday after I got sick I would be well by now...as it is, it's now two weeks of hacking, sneezing, wheezing and just basically spewing up crap. He said I have a infection and gave me a script along with a lecture about not taking better care of myself, being a diabetic means you get sick easier and harder to get rid of ....yadda yadda..blah blah blah...fuck...So I went to House of Satan and got my scripts filled, got some fish, a bag of baked chips, a huge jar of black bean/corn salsa and gas(was $3.16 a gallon).Came back home made me a huge bowl of hot and sour soup, hot tea(sweat that crap out of me) and prepared myself for the debate..Took all my meds including an extra diabetes pill so I could have chips and sat down in the recliner and fell asleep with my chin in the bowl of salsa 10 minutes into the debate.
Woke up in time to hear the pundits saying she did better than they expected, but that Biden won it...said fuck it..went to bed and slept till 10am this morning...Feeling better, but still not over the hump..But Tom let me take today off too so I have today and the weekend to get better. Annie is getting way to used to having me home all the time now and was really pissy with me the 2 days of work that I did make this week. She thinks I should stay home all the time..She has 7 toy mice in the middle of the floor and will bring them to me off and so that I will play with her. They're so real looking, it looks like a zombie mouse cemetery. Since I'm still not 100% I'm going to make this short, just wanted you to know that I'm still in the land of the living and didn't go with the Goddess to Valhalla.
I will try and post some stumble upons and drop by and say howdy..but if you don't hear from me....I'm recoupin'...
fuckme I'll never debate again.